We've talked for hours until we've looked at the clock and in amazement cannot believe where the time went. He's made me laugh so hard the tears just poor down my face, and my stomach hurts. I start sentences, and he finishes them, and vice versa.
He knows my every thought, my feelings...my fears. He's been my best friend for the past few years, and even though I've tried to hide my feelings from him, he's always known somehow.

We live so far apart from each other, but when I sit alone and think of him which is often, I can feel him. I know when he's sad, and I know when something makes him laugh.

I save inside of myself all this love that I want to give only to him...my best friend, and I wonder if fate or destiny or the man above will someday bring us together. He's the man I can see myself growing old with.
The man that I can reach across a table and hold his hand, and without a single word being spoken, can tell him what my heart is feeling. I want him to see my tenderness and my soul, and I want only him to be the keeper of it all. He is my best friend and I love him with all of my heart.