First things first, why?

I thought we had this unwritten agreement to not fall in love with each other because we were both content of just being best of friends?

I remember this one time, when we were goofing around, and you suddenly stopped, looked at me in the eyes, and told me I will never be the type of girl you will fall in love with—because I’m loud, I have a lot of dramas and rants in life, and I am far to what your dream girlfriend is like – then why?You constantly reminded me that I have some sort of irresponsible mischief-style when I use my time because I have a bad decision-making skill—changing plans in a spur of the moment.

You always nag me to dress and act like a girl but also scold me when I do. You always find out something wrong about the guys checking on me and I thought that was just your way of protecting me. I misunderstood your acts all along.

I know that you always choose to hang out with me over your girlfriend and even your squad whenever I come home for a vacation. We both agreed that there is nothing wrong with that. Your girlfriend even hated me because you consequently ditched your usual movie time together just to drive me to the beach or to the mountains to do nothing but take my selfies.

I actually thought that I am more important than her because you always turn to me when things between you guys are in chaos. You even told me that she doesn’t behave the way I do and she hates the things I love. The comparison was so overwhelming that I told you to focus more on making your relationship work. It did, my God, it did.

She blocked me on Facebook, deleted my number on your contact list, and even forced you to change your number because she didn’t want you communicating with me. I didn’t know what exactly happened but you found your way back to me, telling me you broke up with her because you can no longer put up with her childish acts, you silly.

Your parents also let you go out with me even if I’m still outside your house to ask for their permission. I am your best friend and I am an honorary member of your family, remember?

What am I just trying to say is, I am your best friend, as I am a best friend to the other men inside our clique, but why did you fall in love with me?

They say that the most heartbreaking breakup is not of a couple but of best friends. Man, they were right all along.

I asked you if you were sedated, barren, or something when you dropped the bomb because I was not ready to know it yet. I was not really expecting it to come from you.

Yes, you know this is not the first time it happened. You knew guys who were also my best friends telling me the exact feelings as you do, and you also knew that I didn’t have any second thought of turning them all down. So why did you even bother?

You are my best friend. Your idea of fun and mine is completely compatible. We were always there for each other and we were each other’s crying shoulder. But why, why did you fall in love with me?

There is a persistent haunting feeling of wanting you back, not because I don’t have anyone to tell my problems to anymore but because I miss you, I miss us. Can I have my best friend back?