I think I know why best friends fall in love. Nothing's hidden. Nothing's masked. With every new, embarrassing thing you discover about them, you love them more and more. And soon enough, you realize it's not just platonic anymore.
I've never understood love or what it feels like. I don't get it and I fear I never will. I think it may be a lot like your best friend. You like almost everything about them. The way they laugh and talk. How they don't care if they insult you because they know you'll insult them right back. It's these things that make you fall for them in a way that you'd never imagine. A special way. And soon enough, you realize that maybe this is love. Maybe love isn't staring deeply into eachother's eyes. Or kissing in the rain. Maybe love is accepting eachother for exactly what they are. Not caring how bad they look in the morning or how incredibly annoying they are. It's wanting to see them ever day just to talk to them, just to see their shining face once more. And if this is love. If this is the incredible, powerful feeling everyone talks about...I'm screwed.
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