I fell in love with my bestfriend.
But he didn’t chase me. He had his doubts about me. Means he is careful about who he lets into his life.
He didn’t whisper sweet nothings to my ears. He just answers my phone calls when I call him.
He doesn’t parade our relationship on social media. I am not his shiny new toy. I am his hidden gem.
He doesn’t put me first. He has his parents, his beautiful nieces and nephew, his siblings, his health, his life.
He wasn’t jealous if I talk to my peers or work with other guys, he lets me grow. He didn’t care that I had 2 million followers on Twitter. He knows all the 10 real friends I have and their names.
He can’t remember the title of my songs, but he remembers his niece’s birthday.
He didnt forgo his friends for me. His friends were there for him when he needed them before i came into his life.
He would never immediately agree to my thoughts. He tells me if im wrong. And when im right, he acknowledges it.
All this time I thought love was all about how a man should profess his love, flowers at my door, letters saying he’s in love, enslaving his entire being to me, but here is this person, who just wants to be sure he is the best man that he can be for himself, his family, and the world. And at the end of the day, he tells me all about it. All these things that he does or does not do, for some reason, he wants to share all of them with me.
I am his best friend. And for that, I am the luckiest girl in the world.
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