"You promise you're always going to be in my life, at least as my best friend?"
"How about as more than a best friend?"
"...I'd like that."
"Then maybe we should do that."
I know it's a damn crazy promise to expect anyone to keep, but it's one that can at least make us feel some sort of comfort in the present. What's nice about it is that I can currently say I'm happy with the situation, that I'm committed to this, and I can say that, with the impression I'm given, he's happy with it, as well. This, at the very least, has been made extremely clear to me.
And while things felt like they were going down the shitter for a while there, all alibis were backed up (even accidentally), and all hurts were talked through. I feel much better than I did before, and I don't have any doubt that he means what he says. Especially not with the way he's been treating me - which is extremely well, in case the powers of the internet have made that sentence seem like it was meant to be negative.
Last night, I fell asleep to him having said he loves me about twenty-two-million times, to him saying the sweetest things in the world, and I couldn't have fallen asleep with a larger smile on my big, stupid face.
PS: Kendra needs to stop making fun of me. "This is the girliest I've ever seen you!" As a warning, you're going to be the deadest I've ever seen you if you don't shut that pie-hole.
PPS: I wouldn't actually kill Kendra. Because I love her more than I hate her.