From Our Readers: "I'm Just Your Best Friend, I'm Never Going to Be Your Girlfriend"
We barely even talked before; we were like strangers. But then I started talking to you for my friend who used to like you, and little did I know, I would be the one falling for you in the future. We started talking and it didn't take long for us to be close. We talked day and night; it was like a routine for us to talk every minute of every single day. Not a day went by that we didn't converse over the phone or via social media.
You were so nice and sweet, and you gave me little hints about how you really felt. One day, out of no where, you told me how you really felt. You told me that you're starting to like me more than a friend. I told you that I felt the same way. I felt really happy but then you had to ruin it by telling me that we should just stay as best friends. You told me that you cared too much about our friendship and you didn't want to ruin it by getting into a relationship. I told you that I was willing to take the risk, but apparently you weren't.
I felt really happy but then you had to ruin it by telling me that we should just stay as best friends.
We both agreed to stay as best friends. At first, it was okay and things were going good between us. Until you started flirting with other girls and told me all about them. Little did you know that I was raging in jealousy. I felt like we were drifting apart so I told you that we should go out. I was so excited when I saw you that day, then a girl came out behind you. Turns out, you invited the girl I was most jealous of.
Our moment became your moment with her. What was supposed to be our time together became your time with her. I was left alone when I was supposed to be with you. I ended up going home earlier than expected because I couldn't bare what I was seeing. You told me how happy you were, how much of a fun day it was when you got home. In response, I told you how I felt. I told you how mad I was at you. You apologized and did everything to make me forgive you. I forgave you. Of course.
We were closer than ever because you told me that you never wanted to lose me. You said you and me, we're forever. But one day, you called me just to say that you and that girl got together already. I felt my heart break as those words left your mouth. I didn't want you to hear me sad so I congratulated you. I pretended to be busy so I hung up the phone, ran to my room, and cried. I cried and cried. I always thought you would come to your senses and tell me that you wanted to be more than friends, but you didn't.
I always thought you would come to your senses and tell me that you wanted to be more than friends, but you didn't.
Apparently, you met someone better. As soon as she became your girlfriend it's like you forgot about me. We would talk less or sometimes not talk at all. When she broke your heart, I was the one who ran to your side first to be there for you. I was the one who took care of you. I was the one who listened to all your rants. I was your shoulder to lean on when she tore you apart. But as soon as you were okay, you went straight back to her, begged her to take you back, and did everything so you can be together once more. The same thing happened again.
She broke your heart twice already, so are you seriously waiting for the third time? Why can't you realize I was the one who was there for you when you were at your lowest? Why can't you realize that I was the one who was there for you when she wasn't? Why can't you realize that I would never hurt you the way she did?
Now, we don't even talk anymore. We haven't talked for months. I don't even know if I'm still your best friend, and yet to me, you're still my best friend. I wish you wake up and realize I've been here for you all along, but until that happens, I hope she gives you the happiness you deserve. I hope she'll love you the way I still love you. I hope you're happy, even if I'm not.
I wish you wake up and realize I've been here for you all along, but until that happens, I hope she gives you the happiness you deserve. I hope she'll love you the way I still love you. I hope you're happy, even if I'm not.