i wish i could tell you | style

" this is our last dance, this is ourselves "
(under pressure - queen, david bowie)
an almost always easy friendship blossoms into something new- something beautifully complicated, something more than just average. and there's no turning back for stan or kyle once it happens, no more relentless pining.
love is far more complex (if that was even possible). love is something for sure. but it's a beautiful something. a harmony. something worth the time, the trouble, the hurt, the good, the bad, the tears, the laughs, the every last bit of existence it holds. love has a capacity of neverending ability, doesn't it?
at least, kyle hopes so. that's what he's been told all his life, by everyone around him. it better be true.