Here we go again...

Like I've always said, things are so confusing that they're clear...

Venom and I have been great. Our friendship has blossomed into something really cool. We talk, and share things that only we understand. We act, think, talk and dream alike. Although I've said I could never be in love with a man like him, I'm starting to rethink the whole process, again.

Owno...

Even though I have enough people to keep me busy, I still want to breathe in Venom's ear. Even though we are friends, (and friends don't do the kinds of things that I want to do to him) I just want to stand still, and let everything move around me. Am I wrong for being somewhat infatuated with my new best friend? Is it wrong that we are kinda infatuated with each other now, but disguise it as a friendship we don't want to relinquish? I thought I had exorcised this demon. But in retrospect, I think I needed to understand him better, so I could love him longer.

I love him......

I love him for his wit...
I love him for his charm...
I love him for his ability to play dumb when he knows what's really good...
I love him for his late night voice...
I love him when he retreats in the shadows...
I love him even when he disappears...
I love him for his shyness...
I love him for his conceit...
His humor...
His style...
His love for his family...
His hatred for bullshit...
His crafty ways...
His slippery movements...
His SNAP...
Just him...
I love him...

So, fuck it...

I'll never tell him about how I feel. I'll keep this to myself. No matter what goes down between us. We'll always have friendship. We'll always have us. And that's cool to me.

And...

We'll always have that rainy Friday night...