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Imagine loving your best friend but knowing he will never have those feelings for you.
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The tears slid down my face, one after another, and the more photos I looked at, the more everything hit me. Him. Us. All of it. And it hurt.
We'd been friends since preschool. I don't remember a time where he wasn't in my life. And somewhere between then and now, my feelings stopped being a crush.
I am in love with my best friend.
That's how I know. Because it hurts.
The thought of not being with him hurts. The thought of him with someone else feels like I'm being ripped open. Everything about it destroys me.
I pull my knees up to my chest, curling into myself as I sit on my bed. The pain is physical. My chest, my stomach, my entire body hurts. It feels like breaking, over and over, and there is nothing I can do to make it stop.
If I tell Shawn how I feel, I know everything would change. Probably in the worst way.
I've talked to some of his friends — and they all know. They said it was obvious. Everyone sees it.
Except the one person who matters.
They hinted at him. Nash even flat-out asked who he liked — and asked if he liked me. Shawn just laughed it off. Said he didn't have feelings for me.
And the thing is... he wasn't trying to hurt me. He never talks about other girls to make me jealous. He doesn't play games. He loves who he loves, and he loves them genuinely.
He just doesn't love me that way.
And I don't know why. I don't know what's wrong with me. Or why it had to be him.
Why did my heart pick him? Why did it have to be someone I can't have?
Because I can't. I know I can't. I know this isn't a maybe.
Shawn is the person I tell everything to — the one I go to when things are too much — and somehow he's also the one thing breaking me.
And how do you blame someone who has no idea? How do you be angry when they did nothing wrong?
It's not his fault. He doesn't know. He just... doesn't love me.
And God — it hurts.
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----- Still can't believe Shawn is 19, I might cry when he turns 20 ....
EDIT - LOL I did cry .... Now he's like 3 years from 30 WTF
