Journal Entry no. 7

Friends were never enough. Just friends was never enough. Why not best friends? Why were we not each other's favorites? Why not more than friends?

I liked being just friends. I was content to be just friends with you. I was happy even. Because we never were "just" friends. We were friends and that was enough.

I liked riding in the car with you. I liked grabbing food with you. I liked swimming in the ocean with you. I liked shopping for Halloween costumes with you. Because it was...