I brought this upon myself... And somehow without even saying anything directly, I realize it all came crashing down. Sooner or later, vice or versa, it was bound to happen. This is why it stayed in limbo in the first place. Setting down a name for it would have only made things harder. So why does this whole situation make me very uneasy to think about though? I just want to scream out "I'm not replacing you!" because I'm not. You can't replace a best friend. Ever. However, it's nice to be able to smile again. It's nice to not be crying myself to sleep anymore or stay up waiting by the phone incase something awful happened. We promised eachother that once things hit rock bottom, they'd only go up... I just kind of assumed we'd be going up together though. I love you. And I mean that.