When I saw you today, I had to let you know how much your friendship has meant to me, especially these last couple of months. Losing both of my parents within months of each other has been hell for me. I couldn’t have made it through this nightmare if it hadn’t been for you. You’re presence has been like a balm to me, comforting and strengthening me. It will take a while for me to process losing two incredible people but knowing that you’re just a phone call away helps.
When I saw you today, I wanted to tell you how beautiful you looked and how seeing you brightened my day. Your lovely smile makes my heart beat faster and whenever we hug, I don’t want to let go. We have been friends since we were in high-school but I have secretly been in love with you and wish that one day I would have to courage to tell you. I don’t date anymore because I always that the woman was you. Whenever you talk about a guy you’re dating, I smile and listen but it hurts inside because I wish I were him.
I’m sitting here in the park, watching the ducks in the pond, wishing that you were here with me. I take out my cell and look at the display. I want to call you—just to talk but you’re probably busy. Sighing, I’m about to slip it back into the breast pocket of my jacket when it rings. My heart skips a beat when I see the number.
“Hello, Chase. What are you doing?”
“I’m sitting on a bench in Central Park watching the ducks.”
You laughed. “You and I used to do that a lot.”
“Yes. We used to like hanging out here after school.”
“And you used to walk me home.”
“Yes. I wanted to make sure that you were safe.”
“You were always looking out for me.”
“Yes.” I wanted to say, that’s because you meant the world to me. You still do.
“Chase, this afternoon when I ran into you, I wanted to tell you something but didn’t have to guts to do it.”
My heart was racing now. “Is that why you’re calling now?”
“Yes. It’s easier for me to do it over the phone than in person.”
Dread filled me. “Tell me what it is.”
“Chase, I don’t want us to be friends anymore.”
My heart sank. “I was afraid that you were going to say that.”
“No,” you replied, “you don’t understand. I’m handling this all wrong. What I meant to say is that I don’t want us to be just friends any more. I want us to be more.”
My grip on my cell tightened. “You do?”
“Yes. Today when I saw you I wanted to tell you how I feel but I got cold feet.”
“How do you feel, Brittany?”
“I’m in love with you, Chase. I have been since my first year at high-school.”
I swallowed hard. “You have no idea how happy I am to hear this. Brittany, I’ve wanted to tell you that I love you for such a long time but I was afraid to because I didn’t know how you felt and the last thing I wanted to do was ruin our friendship.”
“Oh, Chase, all these years we’ve wasted not telling each other how we really feel.”
I got up from the bench. “Let’s not think about the years we’ve wasted,” I said. “We have the present and the future.”
“Do you have any plans for this evening?”
“No. And even if I did I would cancel them.”
“Come over to my place at seven for dinner and…”
It was the “and” which made me blush. “I’ll be there for seven,” I told you.
“Good. I’ll see you then.”
“I’ll bring the wine.”
“Bring your appetite too. I hope you have a big one.”
I could feel my face grow red. “I do,” I assured you.
You laughed and ended the call.
I glanced at my watch. It was a quarter to six. I left the park and hurried to my flat which was a ten minute walk from there. I could hear the birds chirping. Did they sense how ecstatic I was? Perhaps they did.
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