Then He Asks If He Can Kiss

Sure, We Were Friends Who Exchanged Soulful Glances, Friends Who Slept In A Bed Filled With Sexual Tension, Friends Who Found Any Excuse To Touch, But I Worried That We'd Never Take That Perilous Leap Of Faith Toward Becoming A Real Couple, A Permanent Team.

I'm Glad You Were Both Here," I Finally Manage, Thinking How Strange It Is To Be Standing With The Two People Who Made You, Something Most Kids Take For Granted Every Day Of Their Lives.

Maybe That's What It All Comes Down To. Love, Not As A Surge Of Passion, But As A Choice To Commit To Something, Someone, No Matter What Obstacles Or Temptations Stand In The Way. And Maybe Making That Choice, Again And Again, Day In And Day Out, Year After Year, Says More About Love Than Never Having A Choice To Make At All.

Love Is Seldom—almost Never—an Even Proposition. Someone Always Loves More.

You’ll Never Regret Being A Good Friend.