Falling in love with your best friend isn’t all fast heartbeats and weak limbs. It’s deeper than that. It’s a sense of security, tranquility, safety. A warm fire during a winters night. You feel it in your very bones.

Home.

And when that love is unrequited, the flames die out and you’re left in the bitter cold - homeless. That is felt in your very bones, too. And I don’t know which is worse.