I was sitting in the corner of her couch facing her across the intervening cushions, just listening like I usually do with her.
Watching her
lips as she talked...
Watching her
eyes twinkle as she described a sneaky thing she did...
Watching her
hands gesture as she described things in detail...
It dawned on me that for over 10 years we had been
friends, we had talked, cried, comforted, laughed,
kissed on occasion, and in our own way
loved even... but we never dated.
We were both near
perfect for each other, but at the same time, something had always stood between us in that way.
So I asked, "
How come we never dated?"
She stopped talking and moving for a few seconds,
thinking... (She almost stops breathing when she thinks like this, all her vitality drains away and she applies her whole mind, body, and soul to whatever she is thinking about, its one of the things I find
interesting about her.)
Finally, she stops tilts her head to me and says, "I-I don't know." and then she gets very very still for a few seconds and says almost to quiet to hear, "I think I'm
afraid."
That, of course, seemed
rather odd to me, so I asked, "How-so?"
She thought for a bit longer and answered, "I'm afraid to lose what we have already...
Boyfriends come and go, but we've been
friends forever."
I simply nodded and said, "I know what you mean... I just wondered the thought came to mind and figured I'd ask ya know...?" Then I changed the subject back to what she was originally talking about...
It's odd, she's my
best friend and I'm her
best friend, I stay at her house frequently, we go to
dinner, we have
day long conversations, we can sit and be silent in a room together and its not an
uncomfortable silence... we touch casually, a
hug, ruffled hair, a pat on the shoulder, we
laugh, we
flirt, we
cry, we are very close... but never that... never a
relationship in that way...
Again, I watch her
face, her
lips, her
hands...
inwardly sigh and
smile. Life is
ironic. We never really know what the
future will hold.