Ah. What a cliched start. Didn’t mean to start it that way.
One day a thing in my head was wondering if this was love. Is it love when your face isn’t as wide as it should be for you to smile? It felt that my mouth was wider than my face when i was smiling. Is it totally wrong to love your friend? Your best friend. It’s kind of hard and complicated. And wrong, isn’t it? My head has two opinions, either it is wrong or then it doesn’t matter. If it is wrong, then I will suffer. Or if it doesn’t matter, I will suffer anyway.
I felt like I’m supposed to feel with someone who is really a love of mine. And so did she. Quite frightening, isn’t it? I don’t want to feel that way. I want to love as a friend. Will it be hard to somehow reduce the love? Or is it even necessary? It has to be necessary, because the feeling is wrong. The base of our relationship has always been ‘being friends’. Friends forever. The best friend ever. But then it became too much. Or did it?