Just Friends

In less than two years, we will both be gone and my biggest regret may be never telling you how I really feel. I didn’t know it at first, I thought you were my best friend in the whole world.

Not a single person on this earth knows me better than you and I am scared that I could ruin it all in an instant. I have less than two years to tell you the truth before I never get the chance again. How did I not know before? It seems so clear to me now, ever since that night in your car after everyone was gone. You were tired and I remember how nervous I felt around you.

You were the one person I was never nervous around, because I knew you loved me for me. You love all of me, you really do, but I don’t know if that love can break the bounds of our platonic relationship. I have less than two years to make sense of these feelings, all of it.

Now when I see you I wonder. I wonder what it would be like to kiss you, to hold your hand, to hug you forever. I wonder what it would be like to tell you I love you; I really love you, but I won’t tell a soul, because your happiness matters to me more than anything. I love seeing you happy.

When you smile it makes my heart smile. I have less than two years to find out if you feel the same. I have less than two years until we are both gone, maybe for good. My biggest regret may never be telling you how I really feel. I love you. I really do.