Hey there, it's been a while since I've poured my heart out like this. Lately, there's something that's been weighing heavy on me, and I just can't seem to shake it off. It's about you, of course.
We've been friends for what feels like forever now. We grew up together, shared countless memories, and supported each other through thick and thin. But somewhere along the way, things started to shift for me. Feelings began to blossom in my chest whenever I looked at you or heard your laugh.
I never expected this crush to sneak up on me like this. It caught me completely off guard and left me feeling both exhilarated and terrified at the same time. Exhilarated because these feelings make everything feel more vibrant when you're around; terrified because I'm afraid of ruining what we have if I were ever brave enough to confess.
You see, every time we hang out or talk late into the night about anything under the sun (or moon), part of me wants nothing more than to tell you how much you mean to me - how special you are in ways words fail to capture properly.
But then doubt creeps in - What if our friendship changes? What if my feelings aren't reciprocated? What if things get awkward between us?
And so here I am: stuck between wanting desperately for us not only be best friends but maybe something more someday too scared that admitting these emotions will shatter everything we've built over all these years.
I wish there was an easy solution – a clear path forward where risk didn’t outweigh reward quite so heavily–but life isn't always kind enough provide such luxuries neat packages neatly wrapped ribbons bows ready present without any strings attached...
So instead sit with turmoil churns inside chest wonder whether stay silent burying truth beneath smiles laughter knowing could change everything revealing unsaid truths risking losing most precious person world even gained chance love beyond platonic boundaries...