I had been best friends with him for nearly eleven years now. But only for the past two years, it's been...different. For me at least. Two years ago, when I was 13 years old I started falling for my best friend. I didn't think anything of it at the beginning when my face grew hot as he looked at me and smiled, or when he'd laugh and it could always make me smile, and I just thought it was friendly of me to worry when I didn't see him at school for a few days and I didn't hear anything from him. I mean, you would for your best friend right?
But just like that, something clicked inside of me and I saw him differently. A better different if that was even possible. I saw how happy he made me every day, how he had always been there, a shoulder to cry on and a friend to laugh with. I liked him more than a friend and I thought it was best to cover it up and hoped it went away. There was no reason why it shouldn't have. But here I am, two years on and now even more in love with him. I see him every day, I see his smile and get a hug. The best part is that he knows I like him. I wrote him two letters a few weeks ago. A thank you letter for being me friend and a love letter. It explained everything! I finally got it off my chest and I feel better than I ever have. I got no response from him. I asked later that night if he had read the letters and all I got was ‘Yep.’ I honestly didn’t know how to respond to that.
But, I wouldn’t have changed a thing. We grow closer each day, we’ve got each other’s backs and I get a hug off him every day and he doesn’t mind because he knows it makes me feel safe when I’m with him. But I didn’t say it out loud to his face by ourselves till today. He mumbled ‘I love you too’ back and I left him to go to class with a smile on my face. I’ll love him forever even if he is just my best friend because I know he’ll always be by my side and to be honest I couldn’t bear the thought of him being anywhere else.