Thursday, May 19, 2005

So yeah, I told G. and she kind of rejected me...in a sense. But so...gently, and so without malice and other intentions that I was most impressed. She's really good.

And, when I was lying in bed after our talk, thinking, I realized just how much greater our friendship is for this "rejection."

I mean, as a general stereotype, everyone views romantic relationships as the highest form of...relationships. But G. has proven it to be not so, that friendship can be just as beautiful...or even more so.

Perhaps I did a wrong when I told her. Because, if we're so close already, and the stages between our relationship has been blurred, then we're not just friends or sisters or anything, but one and all of them at once. There's no distinctions. Many things make up a friendship, and being unafraid and honest between each other are two of the most important, and I guess we both demonstrated how mcuh we really treated each other as a friend.

I'm glad for that. She's one of the selected few whom I feel comfortable with, truly. And in her presence, I don't need to hide who I am--both good and bad, whether I'm comfortable with it or not.