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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2015 7:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 7:22 am
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 7:28 am
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It's not really a tale of success, but I can tell you I'm okay with how this one ends.
I joined a fraternity three years ago. I fell in love with the organizations years ago when I was a junior in high school, so I never even thought about the people who were in it. There were people I was already friends with in the fraternity, but I never thought I'd fall for this specific one.
I'm a music education major. He's a biochemistry major with a minor in biology. I'm a thick girl. He's so skinny, he could hide behind the branches of a tree. I'm sassier than you could ever know. He's sillier than a sombrero on a panda. I have the worst time conveying my feelings. He's as robotic as they come.
Howeverrrrrrr... The more I got to know him, the more I fell in love. And even though my biggest fear is if I tell him he will treat me differently (i.e., our friendship would dissolve like liquid butter), I think I've just accepted loving our friendship. Every great relationship has to be a great friendship. Maybe one day, when he's not worrying about anatomy labs and science presentations, he'll finally notice how I feel (seriously, he's extremely oblivious to romantic feels). And whether I'm accepted or rejected by him at that point won't matter.
I just love being his friend. I love how close I've gotten, and I love all of the fun times we've had because of our organization. Because of marching band, pep band, service events, concerts, and more... I fell in love with a great friend, but I will always value my friendship with him over anything else I could think to have. I love love? I'll update you if anything happens.
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