I am known as a friend by many, but to one, I was his love. I thought I was ready, I selfishly took his love for my own and when he said "I love you" i said it right back. somehow in my heart, i knew it was wrong. it just didnt feel right, but it was right. I didnt love him in the way that he loved me or the the way I thought I did. I broke his heart and I know it must have killed him inside. I'm hoping that he forgives but never forgets. I hope we can be so close of friends that we're darn near inseperable smile and if he's reading this right now, I want him to know how much I love and miss his smile and the way his laughter filled in the space around me. And that night when I kissed him for the first and the last time, did mean something to me, but I took what should have gone to another. In doing what I did, I both fulfilled and crushed his spirit. So I want him to know that any time he needs to talk or ANYTHING at all....I'm here. Now and forever.
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