“Holy fuck, Jonathan!” Lin called out.
“Yes…” He responded, popping a head out from the other side of the room.
“You will not believe what happened earlier this morning,” Lin gave him the usual morning hug, kissing his cheek, “I know that New York is a busy place, but man, this lady was rude! So, what happened was-”
Jonathan’s POV:
Have you ever loved someone so bad? So much. So hard.
God, I loved him. Him, him, him. Why him? Why did he have to flood my senses. Why was it him.
Why was he married. A kid. He had a kid for Christ’s sake.
No one, and I mean no one, has ever made me laugh so hard, smile so wide.
I know that it’s obvious, but this motherfucker could never tell. And I can’t tell him either, can I? Then it would be all my fault. Then he would leave me.
I don’t want that, but I want him.
I don’t want to be his friend anymore. I… I wanted to be his, didn’t I? Of course. That was always the answer.
I had always loved him.
Ever since the beginning.
Forever and always.
