Confessions

~~~ This is my 2nd story written... Non-erotic. Enjoy ~~~

You know, they always say that those who are friends first make the happiest couples. I believe that to be true, as well. Couples who are friends first, most likely, already know each other pretty well. They know what they are getting into… for the most part. They know what their partner wants… what their partner needs… what their partner desires.

You and I met about a year and a half ago online…. and though to most it may seem as if we met in a rather unconventional way, to us it was pretty normal. We started off as acquaintances, having been introduced through a mutual friend. We were rather friendly when we were around each other but never really bothered to try to communicate on our own with each other.

Then that changed one day and quite honestly, I don’t remember when or what changed. Suddenly we were talking quite a bit and getting to be close friends. I found myself getting pretty excited whenever you would log online and I’d hurry to message you, though I never thought much about it other than us just being friends. Then we started “hanging out” (as well as you can online at least) quite often. For me, at least, it proved to really be a lot of fun and you quickly became someone I considered a great friend… one whom I felt I could trust. And you proved to me that I –could- trust you with just about anything, when I was having a rather personal problem and had no one else to turn to. You were there for me… you offered advice and you allowed me to cry on your shoulder… metaphorically speaking at least. It was then that I knew you were quite a guy though at that point in time you were still more of a protective big brother than anything else and I would have laughed hysterically at anyone who said otherwise.

Then one night, about a month or so later, you, a mutual friend and I were chatting online. She had to log for the evening and you and I continued to talk. I think what made it so nice was that we were having actual conversation… not just silly small talk like most people who meet online do. You said it was getting late… and that you should probably go. So, we said our goodnights but somehow got onto another topic of discussion and ended up talking for a while longer. This went on for maybe an hour or longer before we both finally said goodnight and logged off. After that night, I found myself thinking about you quite a bit… in a more than friendly way.

I laughed at myself at first and asked myself what in the world I was thinking. You were my friend, for crying out loud. But every time we spoke after that, I found myself thinking of you, in that more than friendly way and it was a few weeks before I allowed myself to admit that I actually had a crush on you. After that though, I felt like a giggly school girl. Was pretty fun for a while. ;) I confessed my feelings for you to our mutual friend and she giggled at me and said I was silly. “You do know he’s 12 years older than you, don’t you?”, she says to me. Of course, I knew you were older but wasn’t aware you are 12 years older but that didn’t really bother me. I made her swear not to whisper a word of this to you and we both giggled.

Within the next week, I slipped up and confessed to you that I had a huge crush on you. I wasn’t really sure what to expect… after all you are 12 years older and have really experienced a lot of things in life. What could you possibly think of younger girl telling you she had a crush on you? Needless to say, I was pleasantly surprised with your response. You admitted to me that all the flirting you and I had done was starting to have an affect on you also and all I could do for a week was giggle…. literally, hehe.

Almost 5 months later, you and I are in a bit of a relationship, whether either of us would admit to it yet or not. No, we haven’t met in person yet, though we have intentions of doing so in about 2 months, but that doesn’t change much and I don’t think it will. You’ve become an amazing friend to me, one whom I love very much… which I tell you quite often. Though we don’t say we love each other in “that special way” and it’s kind of understood between us that when it is said, that we mean it as friends… lately when I say it, I mean it as more… at least… think I do.

I look forward to November for so many reasons. I’ll learn the truth about how I feel about you. I’ll learn the truth about how you feel about me… just to name a couple. Regardless of what happens, I know that we’ll be friends forever… you’ve told me as much and that simple thing means more to me than you could ever know. I can’t help but hope that there will be something between us but either way I know things will turn out for the best. Until then… “I lub you…”.