Poems about dating your best friend

“You can tell me all about it over a bowl of fettuccine.” ― Anne Rainey, “He reached up and cupped her face in his hands. “Dude, if you don’t know what’s wrong with your ears, far be it from me to burst your ignorant bubble.” She stifles a giggle, and my heart soars.

"Did it ever occur to you that I don't want to share you with anyone else? There’s no hiding them now.”Immediately, my fingers fly to my ear lobes.

Or maybe, because you're so damn sexy and my every freaking fantasy that I can't wait to get you alone, so I can touch you, kiss you, and love you from head to toe? And who knows more about us than just our name and phone number? You downplay your insecurities in hope that he won't see you as clingy, and you suppress the fact that you occasionally get moody, jealous, or pointlessly angry.As a friend, he will not only be aware of your personal weaknesses, but he will know how to respond to them in a way that is constructive to the relationship and to your desire to improve yourself. “Thank God that’s not the case.”He chuckled and gave me a squeeze. Very, very hard.” ― Samantha Chase, “Actually, yeah, I did buy a few new things,” she confirmed, then she teased a little more by adding, “I think Pete is going to really enjoy my outfit tomorrow night.”“Pete seems to like you no matter what you’re wearing,” Luke grumbled. “I’ve never felt so amazing.”“I wanted you in my life from the beginning, Mal. “Even if it meant just as friends.”I couldn’t help snorting.

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