i’m in love with my best friend. we’re both in relationships but he’s the only person i’ve ever wanted. it makes me so sick. it genuinely makes me hate Manchester and everything about it. i wanted it to be us but i was just right place, wrong time and it’s destroying me. i keep hoping that smday it could be us, but i don’t know if it ever will be. i love him sm and im so tired of pretending i dont, but if i stop pretending i’ll lose him and i dont want that either.