"How can you put so much into a relationship...and get walked all over?" He went on, across from me. Talking and eating his ice cream. My best friend.
All I could think about was how I could be so lucky. There he is. Right there in front of me. C'mon! Lay all the cards on the table. Just do it. Tell him.
He knows. I know he knows. He feels, the same way...Somewhat. Why can't I just say it! Tell him how I feel? Smile, that's it. He's your best friend. He'll understand.
But what if something goes terribly wrong? What do I do then? He told me to be honest, why can't I just...Do it.
How can you like him so much...And not do anything about it. Maybe I'm not supposed to.
The waiter drops the check. I picked it up last time. Not a likely girl thing. It wasn't a date. This isn't a date. We split it this time and get back in my car and drive to his place.
Here's my chance! He sings along to the song he wanted to show me.
Just tell him!
Just do it!
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Going... going...
GONE!
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