#y'all ever been a bit too queerplatonically in love with ur best friend? yeah

[quietly-sweetly-yearning]

when i call you 'best friend', do not mistake it for a term used lightly. it is a title, bestowed to you much like a crown to a monarch. you are my closest confidant, my partner in crime, my favourite fake-date and my one phone call. i want to dance through the rain with you, hold you hand as we dash through the city, laugh as i beat you in another round of tic-tac-toe. for you there is no secret i would not keep, no body i would not bury, no story i would not tell. would if i could, i would entwine our hearts so they might truly beat as one. let me cup your cheeks and kiss your brow, and we shall put romance to shame with our friendship