What If I Like Your Friend? – RHETORICS
How do I say this? Where do I start from? This has been a long time coming, but is there a right way to say it?
They say you can’t help who you fall in love with, but how do I tell you that I like your friend?
Yes. I’ve said it. But try as hard as I can, I can’t bring myself to open my mouth and utter those words.
You and I are friends. We became friends unexpectedly, and somehow, we ended up as best of friends. I am sometimes still shocked at how quickly it all happened.
All I can remember is that within one month, you knew my darkest secrets, my biggest fears, and my wildest hopes.
From asking if you had eaten, I ended up finding out your worst days, your greatest achievements, and your most audacious dreams.
Is there a better definition of friendship than this?
It is unquestionable that I like you. You are like a female version of me.
Not that we are exactly alike, but we share a lot in common. Yet our differences are massive. But what unites us outweighs whatever divides us.
I have lost count of the number of times you confided in me. Or I in you. We said things no other ear can, should, or will ever hear.
I think you like me too. Why else would you have opened up that much?
Our friendship is more than some people’s relationship. Probably more than some marriages too.
But how come we never got around to asking each other out?
I know you are not waiting for me to ask you out. We both know you are stronger than that.
You fear nothing. Not even failure or rejection. You see what and who you want, and you go for them. How come you never did that with me?
Maybe you liked me, but not like that. You probably see me more like a brother than a friend. We probably have said things that ruined whatever chances we had of getting together.
No. I don’t think that is true. Love conquers all. If we were really in love, wouldn’t it transcend all of that?
I actually never thought of you in that manner until now. You were one of the guys. My guy.
We even joked about you being my “groomslady” on my wedding day. Or have you forgotten that?
What if that wedding is with your friend? How would you feel? Would you be cool with that?
You want the best for me. You want true love for me. Can your friend be that true love?
I still remember the first time I saw her. You had gone to lunch with some of your friends.
You stopped by my house and asked me to help you pick a picture to post online. When I saw her in one of the pictures, my heart skipped a beat.
Your friends are fine, but she was fine different. Her smile, it was soft. And enthralling. Her eyes, it was fascinating. And enchanting.
If I hadn’t heard your voice, I probably wouldn’t have swiped to the next picture.
When I stopped by your office to get your laptop for repair, that was the first time I saw her in person.
It took every ounce of restraint I could conjure up to prevent me from walking up to her there and then.
I’m not saying you are not beautiful. I’m not saying she is more beautiful than you. But she is just different.
Hanging out with her at your birthday party was the highlight of my year.
Do you know how you say when I meet the “right one”, I will know? I think I’ve met the right one.
But how do I tell you this now? How do I even bring it up? Where do I start from?
Would you believe me? You know I don’t believe in love at first sight, but how am I contradicting myself?
There must be an alternate universe where you and I end up together. But in this universe, how can I end up with this your friend I have come to like?