love and friendship shared with one same person---a fair trial

Borgie...he's the Man. He's usually the guy who friends run to especially when problems come their way. Friends approach him for advices, maybe borrow money or just spend the evening together as drinking buddies. He's everybody's friend. He usually listen to problems thrown at him but his friends never really listen to his advices, or maybe they're just extreme cases.

I personally got the chance of knowing Borgie during college days. I remember he was one of the few (or more) people who witnessed my vulnerability when I would be dating guys who ended up telling me I was not for them---no kidding ... :(

"Pie, I would be making a study about you and every guy that you've dated or would be dating so I would know what went wrong and tell you what part of you that you need to improve," these were Borgie's words telling me that there really was nothing wrong with me and that I only need a break from dating.

I can only pause for a while and smile of how time flies fast. ;p

He's got his weakness too. I also witnessed how he managed to stay with the girl he really liked even when that girl already had someone she loved. That girl also happened to be in our circle of friends. Small, small world.

That was Borgie's weakness, I believe. He easily falls in love with a girl who's sweet to him.

I've always thought of Borgie as a good friend. But then one day, I realized I was calling him up and he was calling me so we can watch movies together. For a while, I was thinking maybe people were getting busy so he didn't have anyone to call and besides, watching movie alone is a very lonely situation. I can still take the loneliness of eating alone at a restaurant, but watching a movie all by myself? It's very sad.

But then I started putting one hand over his shoulder and from time to time, also putting my right arm to his left arm. It was a bit of embarrassing. But it was okay. Few of his friends also mentioned he was serious about me. But we never really talked about it. So, I thought he was not into relationships.

I had a chat with him about two weeks ago after he was away for a couple of days when he went to another city for a vacation. We had the chance to open up on our dating part. He told me he was not sure if I really liked him too. The next time we met, he became my boyfriend, weird. This is way beyond platonic.

I was not really closing my doors to having a relationship with a friend. But I'm worried what would happen if one day Borgie and me will break up, have our own separate ways. We would also be losing our friendship one day. And it would be an awkward feeling telling each other, one day our roads will meet when we do meet almost everyday because we're in the same circle of friends. I'm the type of girl who doesn't ever want to meet an ex-beau along the way.

I have read in Joshua Harris' I Kissed Dating Goodbye book that says friends don't want to go into a relationship because they don't want to ruin the friendship. From what I've understood, the book also tells the readers that it's actually better to be in a relationship with a friend because a friend is one person who knows you from head to toes.

Although Borgie and me have been friends since college, there are still lots of things about him that I don't know of. So, I told him I would like to know him better as I'll keep loving him. I also told him if he'll still be my boyfriend after one month, I'll give him a gift. But I'm not so sure when was the exact date that we became lovers from friends. He told me he doesn't really celebrate monthsaries, but I said "We had to" because, my romantic relationship with a guy never last to a year, unless if it's a long-distance love affair.

So, here goes, I'll be counting days to our monthsary, probably the third week of September. For now, I'm still comfortable of calling him Borgie and telling him my everyday problems that keep adding up and asking for advices. But this time, I'll be complaining to my friend and boyfriend. ehem ;p

We've been going out and talking a lot about life but I've never noticed what he's been eating or what colors of shirts he's been wearing. I asked him when we were taking a snack at McDonald's "Borg, what's your favorite food?"

"Spaghetti," Borgie replied.