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Between Friends

I don't want to make it a thing, but I think that I see my friend differently.




Yep! I had a halo moment with one of my closest and dearest friends. I've always appreciated him as a decent human being. He's actually my safe space. I love being around him and feeling comfortable to be myself. He is one of my biggest cheerleaders. I don't know what I would do without him.

We spent the day together. We've both been going through different life struggles. We needed each other. To talk. Get things off the chest. Vent. And on my part even cry. And of course, there's always room for a shot or two. Honestly, I missed him. I've been so wrapped up in work that our schedules didn't match up. While stressful, I love the free time.

Had forgotten that he's such a sweet man. We still disagree on a lot but who else do I want debates with. And yes, I do love him from the depths of my soul. And that's why, the idea of he and I shifting the platonic to romantic isn't the wisest. I know, I always say that what I'm looking for could be right in front of me. It's said that best friends make the best lovers. True to a larger degree. However, we can lose great friendships because we inserted sex and relationship complications.

Our friendship took years to reach that space of mutual respect. That space where he and I could be open and vulnerable with each other. Without judgement. He and I have a dynamic friendship. We don't always see each other, but when we do, it's like we never lost time. I know that he knows most of my secrets that my girlfriends don't know about. No offence to my girls, he's great at offering a pros and cons perspective. Love y'all. 

The question is, are we "When Harry Met Sally"? Can a heterosexual man and woman be just friends? I recall sharing my experiences with the friend zone. I don't friend zone. It's either as a potential love interest you are in the gray zone or you are a man I do work collaborations with. For the latter, I won't lie there are chances of becoming platonic friends. Well, from my gaze, because I really prefer to trust the people whom I share my vision and business with. 

There is a lot of misinformation about how people perceive friendships between men and women. There is a lot of misinformation about how men and women perceive platonic friendships. There are a lot of misconceptions about how people should behave in relationships. There are a lot of different perceptions of relationships. There are also a lot of different perceptions of what people want in a relationship.

Some people just go for the type of person they like and stay friends or go on dates with them. Others fall in love and have a serious relationship. Some people are into casual relationships and others are not. People are different and have different relationships with the people they are interested in.

Now back to my friend. I think that because I've been in a rather vulnerable state, I'm looking for a hero. Most of me is tired of the searching, waiting and mostly failing. Maybe that halo emaneted from my insecurities of never finding 'the one'. So who would be the most attractive individual to my needs? My friend.But again is a really good friendship worth ruining by taking things further. 

We have to ask ourselves again, if ever I was attracted to that friend in the first place? Or does familiarity breed attraction? What happens between friends? It could be Chante Moore's "I See You", Mario's "Just a Friend", or end up as Mary J. Blige's "Seven Days."

What happens between friends? You make your choice and hopefully you can live with it.

P.S.: Always write your own love story!

Ciao!

Lady E


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