Plan B

"I'm not going to be your Plan B, love." He said and the pain in his eyes was unbearable. I opened my mouth, trying to protest but he was faster than me. "I know you still love him. The way you look at him is the way I always wanted you to look at me but we can't fool ourselves, Josie. I love you but I can't be with you if I'll never fully have your heart." All those things I haven't said, those three words, I have been failing to say for such a long time were chocking me and all I could do was stare at the amazing young man in front of me while my heart was slowly breaking into pieces.

How can you be sure you truly love somebody? Where even is the difference between love and friendship? And most of all, how do I get out of this mess that I had created myself?