You were the tomboy next door. We played children’s games: raced, wrestled, bickered. One day, suddenly, you were grown up. Poised, complicated, spellbinding.
You left for the city. Texted me that you were in love.
I suppose we’d known each other too long and too well ever to be lovers.
Alex’s story is what it is.
I like this a lot!
Thanks. I’m happily married for nearly 60 years, but there’s always that thought: what if?
“I suppose we’d known each other too long and too well ever to be lovers” is a great punch line! “Familiarity breeds contempt” is the saying I totally disagree with. So to me, “we’d known each other too long and too well ever to be lovers” means sooner “we are destined to be lovers”. Am I mistaken?
I think childhood friendships are a poor start for beginning a romantic relationship. Each party mat be reluctant to risk an end to the friendship.