Reckless Surrender

Three and a half years ago, Daphne walked into my shop, kicked open the door to my soul, invited herself inside, and got comfortable. By the time I realized shed made herself at home, it was too late to kick her out. Now, Im in love with her. But Im not her boyfriend. Shes not my lover. Were just friends Trevors it for me. I love him so much it drives me crazy. But were brokentwo battered people whose souls have been ravaged by the world. We decided a long time ago that we wanted to love each other but not attempt to fix one another. Instead, we give each other as much as we can. Im beginning to wonder if thats ever going to be enough I dont want to be her bandaid. I dont want to be his addiction. But if we never cross that line, will I lose her? If I dont tell him what I want, will I lose myself?