Date: April 27, 2025
Author: Amelia Carter
I never thought I’d be here, caught between what’s been and what might be. I’ve known her for years, my best friend. We’ve always been inseparable in that easy, uncomplicated way that best friends are. We shared everything—laughs, secrets, the kind of comfort that only time and familiarity can bring. I never imagined it could be anything more, but lately, things have been shifting in ways I didn’t expect.
It started a few weeks ago when her relationship began to unravel. I could see it happening before she even said anything, and when she finally opened up, it all made sense. She seemed sadder, quieter—like the weight of it was really getting to her. And then, unexpectedly, things began to change between us.
We started hanging out more, almost every day. I’m talking hours on end, eight or more hours at a time. At first, I thought it was just a distraction from everything going on in her life, and I didn’t mind. I was happy to be there for her, to give her some comfort. But as the days passed, there was something different in the way she spoke to me. She’d make little comments that made my heart skip. “Someone else asked me to hang out, but I’d rather be here with you,” she’d say, her voice playful but sincere. She’d laugh and joke about moving in with me one day, like it was a casual thought. And then there were the memes—memes that were funny but somehow crossed a line that friends don’t usually cross.
It’s been hard for me to keep up with it all. The feelings I’ve had for her, buried deep under years of friendship, are starting to come to the surface. I can’t stop thinking about how she looks when she’s smiling at me, how her voice sounds when she says my name. It’s like I’m seeing her for the first time in a completely new light. But then, right when I start to get comfortable with these feelings, she says something like, “I’m really trying to work things through with my boyfriend.”
It feels like she’s dangling something just out of reach. I can’t help but wonder if she’s confused, if she’s using me as some kind of emotional buffer while she tries to figure out what to do. And I feel guilty for even having these thoughts, for feeling like I’m the one who’s always there when things are hard, but she still has her boyfriend on her mind.
I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I never imagined that I would have these feelings for her, and I don’t want to lose her, no matter what. But I can’t help feeling torn. The lines between us are blurring, and I don’t know how much longer I can pretend that it doesn’t matter.
So here I am, in this quiet confusion, not sure what the future holds. I just know that right now, I’m stuck between wanting to keep our friendship as it’s always been and the possibility of something more.
