something old, something new

We've all had realizations that land softly, like a whisper. Others hit us hard, like a slap on the face. But this one... this one hit me like a big yellow bus. 

I heard you.

We started going on that we'd call "bestie time" which is non-dates that somehow now included sleeping together. It was all innocent fun, but of course, I started catching feelings. How could I ruin something so fun? I was not about to.