It's hard to act as if all I want is friendship, as if all I want is to be is her shoulder to cry on. There weren't many things I hated before now. I mean, the only thing I can ever remember hating are peanuts, but now I hate the word "best friend". It might just be a label to some, maybe even one their proud of, but the way it comes out of her mouth is so sweet and pure and has no bad reasoning behind it and it just makes me want to scream, and I've never been the one to scream.

I always thought she could tell, and I still do, but sometimes it just feels like there's no point in even being around. Yet, I know that if I wasn't around her life would never be the same, I'd never be the same. I consider telling her how I feel all the time but that also means considering how horrible things could go down if she didn't think I was the one for her. When most people fall in love they have a reason to, and I guess in that way I'm like most people. The way her head falls on my shoulder, the way she sings even when she as her doubts, the way she sticks up for herself and her friends, the way she always so close to me even if I say I love someone else, and the way she as no idea how I feel.

Her hair falls down like a river, and I can't help but shiver.

Her smile shines so brightly, the way she cries can't be more frightening.

I miss her when were apart, the way calls me her best friend slowly breaks my heart.

The last thing I want is to always be her best friend, but if I don't say how I feel that's what she'll call me in the end.