Are you foolish enough to believe that this is some kind of fairytale? This is real life. This is not a fairytale. You don't get the guy.
Your best friend of the opposite sex will be your sidekick. They will be the lifeboat you turn to when your female friends are going on and on and on and you need a time out. They will keep your secret football team a secret. They will listen to you cry and cuss and wail about the boys who hurt you, the boys who you liked who weren't worth your time. They will warn you when boys have bad intentions. They will eat icecream with you at 4 pm on a school day when you want to binge (and then let you eat their icecream when your own cup is not enough and they will not judge you, only pretend to object as they tilt the cup so your spoon has better leverage). They will know without words that you are not okay. They will put puzzles together with you. They will have faith in you.
And you will love them for these things.
...then you will love them for who they are. You will love them because of the way they react when you rub cupcake icing on their face. You will love them for the times they forgot to pretend to be tougher than you, and accidentally showed a little too much weakness. You will love them when they feel worthless because you have seen their value in the millions. You will love them because they're mostly irrational and a little loud and kinda hilarious, but they're sorta just perfect like that. You will love them because they've kept everything you've ever given them—even an assortment of leaves and flowers and odds and ends. You will love them because they are the Sun to your moon, even though you like to pretend you could possibly be the Sun (but c'mon let's be real—they sorta light up your whole life with just a smile, you faker).
Then you will fuck up, and you will lose them and you will realise just how much you love them.
So, do not keep sidekicks of the opposite sex. Do not keep best friends who are boys who make you spin dizzy circles. Do not get addicted to another human. Do not be ignorant to how fast you are falling, or that you are falling any at all. And most certainly do not spend hours binge-watching romantic comedies where best friends end up together and reading Thought Catalogs about best friend romances when you realise you might possibly have something more than a crush on your (former) best guy friend and super sidekick. That is pathetic.
Almost as pathetic as a blog post and fifty million drafts.
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