We've known each other for so long. So insanely long. You've been there for me, I've been there for you and we both know so much about each other, the good and the bad.
So why is it that I can't find the right words or even have the strength to tell you how I feel? You're not just my best friend, you're the guy I love.
No matter how many times I practice saying it over in my head, I see you and chicken out. I always feel silly afterwards because I know I'm just scared you'll hate me or something, but I also know that's stupid because you'd never be that mean.
And yet, every time I see you I picture all the horrible ways you could reject me. And it hurts without it actually having to be real.
Maybe one day I'll have the courage to tell you. Maybe one day it'll just be an unsaid thing and we ease into it. I think you like me more than friends too, but yet I'm still scared. Even if you do, I know you'd prefer if I said it first, because you're more of a wuss than I am!
Love,
Your dearest friend






























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