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I was against having a thought of the week for this one, I'm just going to be honest and share a little part of me I've been carrying around for quite some time...

I have one of the greatest best friends around. She is incredible, she's friendly, she's warm-hearted and has a good sense of humor, I love her to death and she's perfect. She has a boyfriend who has been my friend for going on seven years now. He has some odd moments, but he and I were the best of friends for the longest time. The two of them have been going out for almost a year and a half now. I was present when he asked her out, and I felt happy for them, excited even. However, as time passed, I realized that it was just me covering up feelings that I didn't want either of them to know I had. I feel bad even just thinking this, but I'm jealous. She and I get along so much better than the two of them do. We agree on practically everything, and if we don't agree, it's on something very minor. The two of them argue about things here and there as if it were nothing to be arguing, and yet, everything between them seems to be perfect. I hate it. I hate the fact that they're so happy, and I hate myself for being so spiteful, but it's true. The two of them are perfect for one another because of their flaws, and I hate it. And it's something I don't ever see myself getting over. It's not their fault. It's not anyone's fault but mine, and at the same time, I can't accept blame for it. I spend time at her house just to hang out with her. I practically lived my life at her house for the past two years just to be with her and her family. I love her, and I hate myself for wanting to be in his place. It's not right of me, and I shouldn't feel that way toward one of my good friends, but I just hope he knows how good he's got it, I really do.