competition.

So apparently I am only competing for your time with your best friend, that's just dsfhjdlfigfj, things are so different this time. I can't even explain it! You always cuddle me and if I seem upset you want to seriously talk about what's wrong and you want to help and make things better and you hold me extra tight when you think I'm sad and you don't get mad when I roll over and pull all the blankets off or steal your pillows. Or when I'm sick and don't feel like talking, you just take me into your arms and demand that I explain why I'm not okay. If I ever seem down by text you tell me to smile and genuinely care about why I'm down. You listen to my dreams, my goals. We have the same expectations from life. This is getting in way too deep, and you just keep inviting me over. I can't say no to you.