Posted by DubYuDubYu2 on 2014/08/28 under Uncategorized I’ve been your best friend for some time now and I’ve always supported you. After High School, you’ve stopped talking to most everyone except me, your closest guy friend. I was your last friend and I wanted to keep you company so you would never have to feel alone. Knowing you were lonely and knowing that feeling personally, I wanted to stay by your side and keep you company until you could find someone that could take my place by your side. Perhaps even forever.
I admit, I have been attracted to you but I know I can’t have you because I’m in a relationship. You have been hurt and abused by so many guys in the past and I wish I could be the one to change the horrible impression of men and relationships they left on you. I had hoped that by being by your side, I could perhaps protect you from further harm; treat you right to show you what a good guy was, and maybe help find the relationship you wanted. Though, as time passed and our relationship grew even closer, so did my attraction towards you.
A few months ago, you told me as your best friend, that you were becoming a little bi-curious and attracted to other girls. Still following my intended goals, I never had anything against that and I supported you 100 percent because it still meant that you would be able to find a special someone. But the part of me that was attracted to you had grown to a point where I didn’t want that to happen and I wanted you to stay straight, even if it wasn’t me you’d end up with. I wanted you to stay straight because I felt it would be such a shame/waste that no straight man out there, no matter how perfect they are for you, could not be with such an attractive young woman and, forgive the nerdy talk, to not pass down those genes (Lolz). At the time, it felt like I was given a time limit to change your mind.
As of today though, I do slightly still have an attraction to you, but not as much as before. We went to see an old close friend of yours from High School who was, I believe, lesbian. You always spoke about telling her your secret and I thought today would be the day. Heading home, you interlocked hands and fingers with her which I thought meant you had told her. Later, you told me you hadn’t and that doesn’t affect me. What did affect me was seeing your hands together. From this, I’m thinking that I was too late to change your mind and just felt the shame I mentioned earlier. Still though, I will always support your decision.