I'm...I'm that silly idiotic friend to him. The one who says something to make him laugh, at my stupid comments. But what I love seeing the most is, that stunning smile. I'm that silly idiotic friend, because if I act silly or just stupid, I get to see his smile. I mean a lot of people can make him smile, and laugh, it's not really a hard task, but I love it when I do it.

I feel like, I'm something special to him. God knows I'm not, but it still makes me feel special inside. I love it when he laughs at my jokes, and just shakes his head, in total enjoyment. I love it when I see his eyes light up when I get him to smile a genuine smile. That's when I know for certain that I'm a good friend to him.

But it pains me to know that I'm not that high in place in his book, like he is in my book. He has a totally different circle of friends then I do. A whole different world. I only became friends with him because we have a few classes together. But he has friends that he's known for pretty much all his life. I'm just a friend who he can count on to be partnered up with if doesn't have any other friends in that class.

But not to me. He's my best friend, even if he doesn't know it. He has an awesome personality, and such a beautiful smile. And maybe...maybe one day....he'll give me that smile again, but not because I made a stupid joke, or did something silly...he'll give me that true smile....because he loves me just as much as I love him.