THE FALLEN ONES

You've gotten too close to my heart. My soft spot for you has grown bigger day by day, and the time that I have left with you is getting lesser. You're different. You've seen almost every single side of me and yet you are still here standing beside me, I love you. 

I love you. But I have no idea how you feel about me, and if we became lovers how different would our friendship be? I do not ever want to lose you, you truly mean the world to me. I've been hurt so many time, I've almost lost faith in love that would last forever.  I'm afraid to lose our friendship, just to be together. Not sure if I should tell you? Or just let it be.

Just a few months ago if you what me what I thought about love,  I'd most probably answer I thought love was about red roses and expensive dinners.  Truth is, love is giving her half of your fries when she said she was not hungry. It's giving her the quickest reply as possible just because you are so eager to know how her day went. Trying to embarrass one another in public. It is going out on "Adventures", and making fun of each other. It's the stupid fights that we argue about which would never lead to a proper conclusion. Love isn't pretty and romantic. Love is just stumbling around the world with your best friend.

I fear that I am going to lose you anytime now, falling in love with you might either bring me eternal happiness or it might turn us into strangers. Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice but you must truly believe me that falling in love with you was beyond my control.