Best Friend...

"You run your hands through your hair, absentmindedly making me want you..." -Taylor Swift

(Note: I love how this girl sings songs that describe my life perfectly. It's creepy.)

I'm not sure where to start. Because I don't even know how I feel.
You say I'm your best friend, and I love that. You make amazing speaches about how amazing I am. And I always want to that say about you.

You are an amazing person. You have shot down all my original theories about you, sort of. I always knew you were a "man whore", as you so delicately put it, but you're so much more than that. You're one of the sweetest people I know. You're so open and warm. You are understanding and insightful. You are comforting and feel like home. You're always there and always concerned. You're compassionate and caring. You're funny and sensitive. You're everything and that's what makes you so amazing.

But this girl has thrown you. She's also the reason you and I are the way we are, the reason we are so close. I wish you would understand her point of view. Understand that she just doesn't feel the same way you do. Understand that she can't just create that spark you're looking for. You can impress her and her family as much as you want, but that won't create a spark. You're not sleeping over it, you're not eating over it, you're angry over it and it's killing you. Everyone sees that. No one wants you to feel the way you do, not only because it's hard to watch, but it's bad for your health. Literally.

There are times when I think that what we have now is perfect and that it's the way it's supposed to be. But then there are these other times, times when you're too amazing. Those times when you lean in to tell me something and I forget breathe, when our eyes meet and I can feel my cheeks burning. The times when you are so happy, that it feels like I couldn't be happier either. Times when you smile and everything wrong just melts away. Times when you hug me and I feel like that's where I'm supposed to be, and I never want to let go. Times when you give me those looks and my entire day is brighter.

I'm not sure what those moments mean. I know what you want, and it's her. And I'm always the one that is cheering you on, telling you that you can win this one. I tell you that she will come around, and that she's just pretending. Telling you that you were making it all up and seeing things that aren't there wasn't easy. The way your face fell broke my heart a little. I didn't want to tell you that, and I hope you saw that.

And maybe I'm looking into this alittle too much, but you slept last night. When I slept over. And it was me and you were sleeping on the same bed. You don't sleep. I don't know.

And maybe I'm looking into this a little too much, but you were the one who asked me to come have a sleep over with you and Andrew. It wasn't Andrew, it was you.

I'm not sure about this. But I like what we have now, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. You're amazing, no matter what. You're one of my best friends, and I adore you.

This song reminds me of you...

You Belong With Me
Taylor Swift (of course.)

You're on the phone with your girlfriend
She's upset
She's going off about something that you said
She doesn't get your humor like I do

I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
She'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts
I wear t-shirts
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming 'bout the day
When you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all, along so why can't you see
You belong with me
You belong with me

Walking the streets with you and your worn-out jeans
I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself
"Hey, isn't this easy?"

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town
I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down
You say you're fine, I know you better than that
And what you doing with a girl like that?

She wears high heels
I wear sneakers
She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming 'bout the day
When you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all, along so why can't you see
You belong with me
You belong with me

Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time, how could you not know baby
You belong with me
You belong with me

Oh I remember you driving to my house, in the middle of the night
I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
Think I know where you belong
Think I know it's with me

Can't you see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see
You belong with me
You belong with me

Standing by and waiting at your back door
All this time, how could you not know baby
You belong with me
You belong with me
You belong with me
Have you ever thought? Just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me