Twelve years.
I've been in love with my best friend for twelve years.
The worst part is, I don't even know on what level I have him. I say best friend, but is that just me being naïve? He says best friend, is that because he's too scared to let anyone else close enough?
No matter how much Edward has changed throughout our lives, I've loved him every step of the way. I give my all to be what he needs at whatever stage in his life. It's not all downs, we have amazing ups too. When Edward and I were younger everything was so carefree and easy, maybe that's why it hurts me now that I have to work. I want to say he works to keep me too but he doesn't. Why should he? I'm not his girlfriend. I think he just thinks no matter what I'll stay with him.
He's probably right.