No we’re not dating each other, but to be clear he’s still mine… My best friend and no matter what you say to me nothing will ever change this fact. He is by my side when I cry, when I’m heartbroken, when I’m mad, when I’m being stupid crazy, when I’m having one of those blonde days and when I’m happy. You can claim to be prettier than me, you can claim to be smarter than me, you can claim you can ‘sympathize’ with his life’s situations, you can even claim to be all he needs but what you don’t realize is those things don’t matter… because you will never be ME.
Our friendship, our fire, is equal parts irritation and cooperation. This fire is not one you can put out. You can only choose to stand beside it and be warmed or walk through it and get burned.