It feels like my heart has been ripped out of my chest. My beloved does not love me, I am however 'One of their Best Friends' and that is good. I am glad that I am at least a best friend and not just a weird girl who happens to show up places, or that weird girl who hangs around. But it still hurts to know that they love someone else, to know that you could never hold that position. That to them you aren't... good enough. Maybe it's better that we are friends, we're a lot alike, it probably wouldn't work out. It hurts. But I am glad that I heard it from a friend and not from him directly. It would have hurt more, and I would have made a fool out of myself.
But maybe if I stay faithful, he might come to recognize me as something other then a best fiend. Or am I lying to myself?
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