I'm Not In Love

No, not in its purest sense, but your my friend. I love you.

We laid there in the grass in silence. Your hand barely touched mine. I could feel the comforting heat radiate off your skin. It was always like this, back when were in class, especially when we worked together. Your hand just barely touching mine, always.

Now here we are, mature. Adult. No longer taking classes. Yet your hand's right there, the heat warming the chill out. You had a family now though I was still looking for mine. I let out a sigh, closing my eyes, and your finger barely stroked my own.

"I remember you were quiet in class." you smirked softly. "Still are."

I look at you and smile. "Then nothings changed huh?"

You smile and turn your head away, your hand still there, soft. It was only you, I thought, that could possibly touch me in any way and not get a sudden response. I hated getting touched, yet you never bugged me. Never once did I spin around in shock, or raise my arms in a protective manner. My muscles never even tensed when you touched me. I trust you I guess, more than I've trusted many of my friends.

"Bree," you looked at me again, your eyes holding a questioning glint. "Have you ever..." you stopped yourself.

"I don't know, did I ever?" I asked sarcastically, taking a chance and moving my hand closer to yours, stroking lazily at your fingers and that glass ring you always wore. You smile and shake your head. "Did you ever have a crush on me?"

I thought about that for a moment, still playing around with your fingers. Was it a crush? Is that why I trusted you?

"I love you." I murmured, then looked at you once more. "Loved and love, but I don't know if its pure or as a friend." You look at me strangely. "Pure...?"

"As in a crush. Your my friend. I trust you more than anyone, but I'm not in love, not in its purest sense. Your my friend. I love you."

To my relief you smile.

"No, not in its purest sense." you whisper, repeating my words in your own way. "but your my friend. I love you."

Author's Note

Random drabble about two good, if not best, friends who talk of love xD Comments on how I worded this? Its late and I'm tired so some things might be out of place.