Cedigest When Forever Ends
I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think
we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection,
puppy-dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll
call it. And it's not because you're unattainable. I
love you. Very simple, very truly. You're the epitome
of every attribute and quality I've ever looked for in
another person. I know you think of me as just a
friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing
from an option you'd ever consider. But I had to say
it. I can't take this anymore. I can't stand next to
you without wanting to hold you. I can't look into your
eyes without feeling that longing you only read about
in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without
wanting to express my love for everything you are. I
know this will probably queer our friendship -no pun
intended- but I had to say it, because I've never felt
this before, and I like who I am because of it. And if
bringing it to light means we can't hang out anymore,
then that hurts me. But I couldn't allow another day to
go by without getting it out there, regardless of the
outcome, which by the look on your face is to be the
inevitable shoot-down. And I'll accept that. But I know
some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if
there is a moment of hesitiation, that means you feel
something too. All I ask is that you not dismiss that -
at least for ten seconds- and try to dwell in it. There
is'nt another soul on this f..cking planet who's ever
made me half the person I am when I'm with you, and I
would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to
the next plateau. Because it's there between you and
me. you can't deny that. And even if we never speak
again after tonight, please know that I'm forever
changed because of who you are and what you've meant to
me, which -while I do appreciate it- I'd never need a
painting of birds bought at a diner to remind me of.
