Just Gotta Keep Smiling pt. 2

So on Friday, february 15 was the day I started dating the first person I ever loved. Do you know it often when you have memory that brings up the stupidest things? I had to go on n try not to think about. He broke my heart n messed with me for years. I dated others but whenever it ended with them, I seeked out his comfort, even if it meant him saying stupid stuff some which could even be hurtful. I loved him. It wasn't until a year ago almost that I didn't need that. If ever there was a chance to talk to him or see him, I took it. I can't believe I let myself be treated that way. But usually every 15th I somewhat remembered. This one though, was especially significant. It was a Friday when we started dating. It had been long enough that it made a full circle. I made it that day. Cut my hair n everything that happened then. A friend even got me to delete his # even if I'll never forget it. But that's not the point to this post. No, not at all. I had lost trust in love. Gave up. But I met someone n he so easily opened my heart. But I was content being friends n it freaked me out when I realized I liked him. When I finally admitted to myself I had fallen for him I was so happy n so scared. When he confessed to me, I will never forget it. Never regret it. I can't sleep right now so I'm writing this. I have him a chance to escape. To go back to friends. He asked me if I was okay with just being friends. Even as lovers he was n is my best friend. I'll always be there for him, no matter what shape of form. As for the answer to that. I don't know. And even if it wasn't, I hope he never forgets I'll always love him. I will never give up. N I'll never stop waiting. I'll be okay. I'm supposed to be a rose right? So I'll be fine. As long as he knows those things, because he's my best friend. And that's what friends do, right? They're there for each other, always.