You were meant to be my best friend!
Remus.
It was so hard for me to sit down and write this.
I've been going back and forth for a while now and I've come to the conclusion that I just cannot do this anymore. I've had enough Remus. I really can't put myself through this anymore.
You were meant to be my best friend. To only, be my best friend. But I can't be just your friend anymore. I can't see your face every day and not want to kiss every inch of it. I can't see you standing there without wanting to wrap my arms around you and holding you against me.
I want to be a part of your life. I want to be yours and I want you to be mine and it's killing me. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I just… I can't do this anymore.
So, Remus, one of two things can happen. Either, I can walk away. Walk out of your life forever and never come back. Or you can suck it up and swallow your pride. You can love me. And love me freely, like I know you want to. Because I can see that it's killing you too.
So please Remus.
Please, please choose to love me.
Please, love me as I love you.
Because I do Remus.
I love you.
