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I like my best friend but I don't want to, what to do about it =/ ?

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I've had this friend for about 4 years now, and up until recently I had never liked her more then as a friend. I would help her out with everything like her boyfriends and stuff, but recently I keep getting the feeling that I like her and I really don’t want to. Its not because she’s not pretty or anything, I know plenty of guys that like her. I just want to keep us as friends because she’s the closest friend I have and she helped me out with a lot of things too, and it’s not exactly easy finding another friend that I can trust 110%, and that is always there for me no matter what. Any ideas what I can do about this? I’m really confused about it, some part of me is telling me to just tell her how I feel, and the other part is telling me its better to just stay best friends with her.

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  1. So you're bascially scared to tell her how you feel because you don't want things to get awkard if she doesn't feel the same way or if she does but it doesn't work out and then things are never the same again. Check this out. It sounds like your situation.

                                                                                                                                                                                                              This is a GUY TALKING...

    IT'S 7TH GRADE....

    I stared at the girl next to me...She was my so called 'best friend'...

    I

    stared at her.... Long, silky hair... And I wished she was mine... But

    she

    didn't notice me like that... I knew it... After class she walked up to

    me

    and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before... And I

    handed

    them to her... She said 'thanks'... And gave me a kiss on the cheek....

    I

    wanted to tell her.... I want her to know that I don't want to be 'just



    friends'... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I don't know

    why...

    IT'S JUNIOR YEAR...

    My phone rang... On the other end it was her... She was in tears...

    Mumbling

    on and on about how her love had broken her heart... She asked me to

    come

    over because she didn't want to be alone... So I did... As I sat next

    to her

    on the sofa... I stared at her soft eyes... Wishing she was mine...

    After 2

    hours. .. A Drew Barrymore movie... And 3 bags of chips... She decided

    to go

    to sleep... She looked at me.. Said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on the

    cheek... I wanted to tell her... I want her to know... That I don't

    want to

    be 'just friends'... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I

    don't

    know why...

    IT'S SENIOR YEAR...

    The day before prom... She walked to my locker... 'My date is sick' she



    said... He's not going to go... Well... I didn't have a date and in 7th



    grade... We made a promise that if neiter of us had dates.... We'd go

    together just as 'best friends'... And so we did....

    IT'S PROM NIGHT...

    After everything was over with... I was standing at her front door

    step... I

    stared at her ... She smiled at me... I wanted her to be mine... But

    she

    doesn't think of me like that... And I know it... Then she said 'I had

    the

    best time... Thanks!'... And she gave me a kiss on the cheek... I

    wanted to

    telll her... I w anted her to know that I don't want to be 'just

    friends'...

    I love her but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why...

    IT'S GRADUATION DAY....

    A day passed... And then a week... And then a month... Before I could

    blink... It was graduation day... I watched her... Perfect body....

    Floated

    like an angel up on stage to get her diploma... I wanted her to be

    mine...

    But she doesn't think of me that way... And I know it... Before

    everyone

    went home... She came to me in her smock and hat... And cried as I

    hugged

    her... Then she lifted her head from my shoulders and said 'you're my

    best

    friend'... 'Thanks!'... And gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to

    tell

    her.. I wanted to know that I wanted to be more than 'just friends'....

    I

    love her but I'm too shy... And I don't know why...

    IT'S A FEW YEARS LATER...

    Now I sit in the pews of the church... A church that she is getting

    married

    in now... I watched her say 'I do' an drive off to her new life...

    Married

    to another man... I wanted her to be mine.... But she didn't see me

    like

    that... And I knew it... But before she drove away... She came to me

    and

    said 'You came!... Thanks!'.... And she kissed me on the cheek... I

    wanted

    to tell her... I wantd her to know that I didn't want to be 'just

    friends'... I love her but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why...

    YEARS PASSED...

    I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'best

    friend'... At

    the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school

    years... This is what it said... 'I stare at him... Wishing he was

    mine....

    But he doesn't notice me like that... And I know it... I wanted to tell



    him... I wanted him to know... That I don't want to be 'just

    friends'... I

    love him but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why... I wish he

    would

    tell me he loved me'... I wish I did too... I thought to myself and I

    cried...

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