dear my best friend

you make me so happy.

i said the words.

you said them back.

i wanted to take them back. i didn’t feel that way. then you took them back and i was relieved.

if i don’t feel that way, why do i want to cry when you look at him? why am i seeking your affection? why did we have ‘moments’? i’m not sure.

and him. him. he’s charming, but does he match you? no. he’s looking at me, and i like him too. but if he says anything, i’ll say no. he’s not the right one.

and i know that because you are. you are the right one.