Originally Posted by LemonCakeIsALie33
Drunken and holding me as I held her up, she told me she loved me and hoped we were still friends when we were thirty (she's 19). I told her of course we would be, stroking her hair and feeling that familiar tug behind my sternum.
It's a hard thing. Do you let her slip away and regret the chance not taken and the love left unexpressed, or do you spill it and risk her pulling away, thinking she's making it easier on you by not being right there so close?
I don't have an answer for you. Only you can decide what outcome is acceptable, but I'll tell you this: putting yourself through hell by keeping yourself in limbo is no way to be.