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    A Secret Well Kept – (Chapter: Lying Awake)

    She was so easy to be with. My best friend. The one person I told everything to, all my dirty secrets. But somewhere, somehow things changed. My feelings changed. I went from loving her with all my heart, to being in love with her with everything that I had. She was all I thought about every minute of every day. The moments when we were together were spent just like any other time, just me taking longer glances her way. Me listening more closely. Me looking at her lips instead of her eyes. It was things like that, that marked the change in our friendship…for me at least.

    I kept my feelings to myself. My one dirty secret that she would never know. The one thing I would keep from her, out of love. I couldn`t change everything she was used to just because I had feelings for her. I wouldn`t scare her away like that. I couldn`t and I wouldn`t. She was used to us being the way we were. Used to us being best buds. She wasn`t good with change it scared her, and when she was scared she ran. Usually to me …but I doubt in this case that would be the result. So for now I keep my feeling to myself. I hold what I feel in and try and be the best friend I know I should be.

    The only con to this plan is it gets harder with time. It gets especially hard when she`s lying in my bed wearing my boy shorts and a t-shirt because she forgot her pj`s. It gets even more difficult when her feet get cold and she asks me to warm them up. Things we`ve been doing forever that should be routine and tiresome now become difficult because there are now feelings attached to my actions. Feelings I`m afraid one day she`ll see right through.

    I can`t imagine her not being a part of my life, I`m too afraid to do it. She`s the one person whose never judged me in this messed up place. We click, we understand each other. I understand the simple things about her and she understands the deeper things about me. We work well together, we fit perfectly. She`s the first girl I have ever felt this way for…ever. That`s not to say I’m not experienced in the field because that`d be a lie. But she`s the first one I’ve loved. I`ve always told her she isn`t my type; that I could never fall for someone like her. Guess I`ve proved myself wrong now haven`t I?

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