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Being Brave ❤️
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You are falling in love with your friend. What should you do? Write a story...
Friendship always end in love but love in friendship hardly ever
The last thing I want to do was to develop strong feelings for my best friend, because I know the well that this kind of love can hurt.
But things don't always work out the way you expect them to.
Because one day I fell in love with the one who made helped me to live intensely and laugh hard and heavy. And as much as I loved him, I was sure he loved me back equally but his feelings were probably not as deep as mine as I was falling in love with him. This may sound insane but I wasnt suppose to, although we were best friends we could not possible be any more different. But who knows, maybe that's where love grow best, in that space which exist between polarities. Besides a friend is someone who knows everything about you and still love you the same.
One of the biggest ingredient in a best friend is someone whose actions you respect and who you can truly be yourself around. So what else could I ask for except ofcourse that the feelings were mutual.
Because my friend is somebody who accepts all of my faults and is always there for me even when I'm not at my best. He's somebody who'll do anything for me, someone I can count on completely, just as he can also count on me. And unlike my enemies who points out my fats, he twlls me of my virture. We have one of the most powerful relationship there is. Why would I want to look elsewhere for love.
There are things that I can tell him that I can never tell my family but in this moment, this was something I didn't want to risk.
And as I sit next to him feeling very low, he thinks that he's comforting a friend after a bad breakup.
Little does he know he was the one who the was most likely to break my heart.
Most of us cannot see love even when it's standing there infront of us waiting for us to invite it in.
Afterall, love meant being brave, otherwise you had already lost your own argument.
Besides how do you know anything for sure? I thought. But I knew the answer to that already, you don't!!
And so I just couldn't resist the the temptation of drawing him closer by his tie and whispered into his ear, "babe, I have been in love with you for my entire life."
He cupped my face in both palms of his hands and looked me deeply in the eyes and smiled. He didn't speak for a brief moment, which felt like eternity. My heart was racing from my chest, had I just made the biggest mistake, I would much rather have our friendship than nothing at all. I realised this was a gamble but It needed to be done and it was also too late to be undone.
Then he calmly and softly said, I love you too, I always have. Maybe even far too much, I'm sure. But I don’t know how to love you any other way. His final words were a whisper, but they burned in the air. I don’t know how to love you any other way, either, I calmly whispered back. This is a love story of a different sort, I never knew there were so many kinds of love or that love could make people do so many different things or acted so differently.
I also didn't know that there were so many different ways to say goodbye. But I learnt that love is vivid and I never wanted the pale version. Love is also full of strength and I wouldn't appreciate the diluted version either.
And as we stood in silence during those awkward moments, with neither of us knowing how to retrest or escape those unpleasant feelings or the rise in the tensed atmosphere.
I was convinced that a word existed, a noun, that meant the loss of feelings for someone who I loved and offended,
Just a single word to give me courage, or turn my worst nightmare back to my favorite pleasure. And maybe a miracle to quickly fall out of love and mend my broken heart, but in that moment nothing came to mind.
In fact nothing I could think of in a dictionary either, not the one I wanted!!
And so we let our actions did the talking as we hugged for what was maybe the last time and looked into each other's eyes. On the way we had agreed there would be no farewells and no solemn words, no promises to fulfill.
I know now that love is a game, and in any game, the game itself is the prize. So it doesn't matter who wins, ultimately we both lose the game. I'd been rejected, but I was still in love and so I decided to start over.
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© Nicole 🍒 JoMoRo
You are falling in love with your friend. What should you do? Write a story...
Friendship always end in love but love in friendship hardly ever
The last thing I want to do was to develop strong feelings for my best friend, because I know the well that this kind of love can hurt.
But things don't always work out the way you expect them to.
Because one day I fell in love with the one who made helped me to live intensely and laugh hard and heavy. And as much as I loved him, I was sure he loved me back equally but his feelings were probably not as deep as mine as I was falling in love with him. This may sound insane but I wasnt suppose to, although we were best friends we could not possible be any more different. But who knows, maybe that's where love grow best, in that space which exist between polarities. Besides a friend is someone who knows everything about you and still love you the same.
One of the biggest ingredient in a best friend is someone whose actions you respect and who you can truly be yourself around. So what else could I ask for except ofcourse that the feelings were mutual.
Because my friend is somebody who accepts all of my faults and is always there for me even when I'm not at my best. He's somebody who'll do anything for me, someone I can count on completely, just as he can also count on me. And unlike my enemies who points out my fats, he twlls me of my virture. We have one of the most powerful relationship there is. Why would I want to look elsewhere for love.
There are things that I can tell him that I can never tell my family but in this moment, this was something I didn't want to risk.
And as I sit next to him feeling very low, he thinks that he's comforting a friend after a bad breakup.
Little does he know he was the one who the was most likely to break my heart.
Most of us cannot see love even when it's standing there infront of us waiting for us to invite it in.
Afterall, love meant being brave, otherwise you had already lost your own argument.
Besides how do you know anything for sure? I thought. But I knew the answer to that already, you don't!!
And so I just couldn't resist the the temptation of drawing him closer by his tie and whispered into his ear, "babe, I have been in love with you for my entire life."
He cupped my face in both palms of his hands and looked me deeply in the eyes and smiled. He didn't speak for a brief moment, which felt like eternity. My heart was racing from my chest, had I just made the biggest mistake, I would much rather have our friendship than nothing at all. I realised this was a gamble but It needed to be done and it was also too late to be undone.
Then he calmly and softly said, I love you too, I always have. Maybe even far too much, I'm sure. But I don’t know how to love you any other way. His final words were a whisper, but they burned in the air. I don’t know how to love you any other way, either, I calmly whispered back. This is a love story of a different sort, I never knew there were so many kinds of love or that love could make people do so many different things or acted so differently.
I also didn't know that there were so many different ways to say goodbye. But I learnt that love is vivid and I never wanted the pale version. Love is also full of strength and I wouldn't appreciate the diluted version either.
And as we stood in silence during those awkward moments, with neither of us knowing how to retrest or escape those unpleasant feelings or the rise in the tensed atmosphere.
I was convinced that a word existed, a noun, that meant the loss of feelings for someone who I loved and offended,
Just a single word to give me courage, or turn my worst nightmare back to my favorite pleasure. And maybe a miracle to quickly fall out of love and mend my broken heart, but in that moment nothing came to mind.
In fact nothing I could think of in a dictionary either, not the one I wanted!!
And so we let our actions did the talking as we hugged for what was maybe the last time and looked into each other's eyes. On the way we had agreed there would be no farewells and no solemn words, no promises to fulfill.
I know now that love is a game, and in any game, the game itself is the prize. So it doesn't matter who wins, ultimately we both lose the game. I'd been rejected, but I was still in love and so I decided to start over.
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© Nicole 🍒 JoMoRo
