As much as I cared about him, I wasn’t a slave to fate. I could choose to ignore my feelings, strong as they were. It would be painful, but no more so than letting myself pine for my friend.

Being in love with your best friend is problematic.

Friendship! That bond shared, not with the one you see every day but with the one that has got your back any day.
Well, that seems so hard to find these days.
So just be the best friend to yourself until you have found a best friend like yourself.

I know he’s a realist, he’s okay with being alone, and he helps people when he thinks no one is watching.

The difference between your friend and your best friend is that your friend asks, ‘Are you are ok?’ and your best friend asks, ‘Do you want to talk about it?

If you need true friend 'a cup of tea can be' it gives you company, listen without complain and makes you fresh anytime,anywhere