Why do I find it easiest to be myself at the darkest time of night?
He can see right through me and he sees things no one has ever seen in me. My secrets never seem to stay hidden when he is around; he seems to know them all already without me having to tell him.
So we talked today. And honestly, I’m glad it didn’t work out. It doesn’t matter how much I cared for you, you have become someone I never thought you were, or ever would be. I miss the old you. The old you would never have said the things you said to me today. But you are not the same person anymore. And maybe I have changed too, but that will just help me move on. You are just not worth my time.
And suddenly you meet someone. Someone that make you weak at the knees and is making you blush by just looking at you, and your heart to flip, and then you realise that everything else was just wrong and all the love stories are true.
I am so afraid that he will be the only one to ever hold my heart.
And I started to fall for him. I don’t feel ashamed to say it. I started to fall for him. Even though I never fall in love, and even though there was a million reasons why I shouldn’t. I did.
We said we were just friends, but it wasn’t really true. Friends don’t kiss the way we did… Friends might spend a lot of time together; they might talk about everything and sit next to each other in total silence just doing homework. But they don’t kiss the way we did.
But then everything changed. We had been drinking that night when he first kissed me. But I didn’t see it as a big deal. He was my best friend and it was just kissing, alright fine I admit- I was a bit confused afterwards, but our friendship meant more to me than anything else, so we kind of went on as if nothing had happened. But a morning two weeks later he kissed me again. And I think it was then I started to realise that it was more between us than I first thought…
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So him and me. We became best friends. It was just there, from the beginning. We had a bond, an understanding that you don’t find with anyone. We laughed and talked, we cried and fought. And flirted, but at that point it didn’t mean anything. It was just who we were. He even asked me once if it meant anything and I denied it. I don’t know, when I look back, if I was telling him the truth or not…
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