And he said it had always felt like more then friendship. He said that he had loved me from the moment we met. That night he drank until his legs couldn’t carry his heavy heart anymore. I got dragged out of his sight, and I cried. I cried because I knew how it must have felt. I cried because I know that I couldn’t force myself to love him back. Love can’t be forced. Love doesn’t listen.
about him;
The overthinking 