To fall in love with you silently is to love you forever. The quietest love hurts the hardest when it breaks between cheek and teeth. You have to suffer in silence.
I can't pretend like I'm happy that you two are together. But I won't rain on your parade because you always shined light upon mine. I just have to figure out a way to not suffocate my heart, get over it or wait until you come around.
I've planned out our wedding six times since the sixth grade when we met. My life was complete when you hugged my silhouette in the lunch line and right then I some how saw the finish line from your shoulder.
And in one message...
All of that was over... For now.
You're someone who's real and worth all of my time. Even when time runs out I'll still be waiting.
Maybe I'm a little too late. Or you're just not ready. Falling in love with your BestFriend is always complicated. The rhythm in our laughs change, the tightness in your hug lost grip around my waist, I even felt your heart beat die out a little bit when it recognized mine.
Not one of the girls you've been with can say you've prayed with them. Talked about God and even sang with them. Your thoughts harmonized before our vocal cords could.
You're the only one who understood my mood swings with just a head nod and some dap, we were homies first.
When I gave up on boys, you didn't give up on me. You focused on God so much that the only time you looked up from your bible was to Greet me at the door.
You called me Princess before I even saw that you're my Prince Charming.
You took the long way home so I wouldn't be alone. Long nights on the train wrapped me in your voice and made me whole. You're like my personal protector.
Like God you walked beside me to shield me from all pain. You praised the grown I walked on, and I'm just now realizing, well I'm just now admitting that I love you back two fold. Too old to be playing games, this love makes me full like moons.
I've never been in insane, but I'm crazy over you. I'd fight the rapture of the earth over you. Living in the city we can't see many stars but you still shine brighter than the whole constellation.
Too bad I can't tell anyone about you. You're not a secrete it's just nobody's business. No one needs to know I love you from dawn to dusk then again at dawn. These butterflies are like born again sinners who didn't learn their lesson the first time. I'd love you in part, but that isn't fair because you love all of me.
You love me down to my ankle socks and sins. If we never love each other as husband and wife can we at least stay Best Friends?
