He's my best friend

Just a few minutes ago an old country song popped into my head. So complicated. So frustrated. I wanna hold you close, I wanna push you away. I wanna make you go, I wanna make you stay. Should I say it? Should I tell you how I feel? Oh I want you to know. Oh I want you to know. It's so complicated. I used to love ths song. In fact, I still do. Listening to it made my heart flutter with excitement. It reminded me of when I was in high school and I wanted so bad to have that type of relationship. You know the one you see in movies. Where two people are friends and somewhere along the way they fall in love. I thought it was so romantic. Do you know how Michael and I meet? We were in the same ward and I thought he was so hot. My roommate let me know that he was our friends little brother. We decided to have a get together and invite our friend. We would suggest that she should bring her little brother. He was just off his mission so we wanted to make sure he felt comfortable in our ward. You know, we were so considerate like that. Unfortunately, no one could come. Including my friend with the hot younger brother. BUT she willingly, thanks again, gave me his phone number and he could make it! That first night was super awkward. Especially, since he was talking about the girl he was dating. Blah. Somehow, though, we managed to become best friends. We hung out everyday and spent a lot of time texting. All day. I was so crazy about him but he was dating someone else and I didn't know what to do. Looking back and trying to recount the steps I don't really know exactly how it happened but somehow we ended up dating and in love. The rest is history. Tonight, when that song popped in my head I realized that I got what I always wanted. I fell in love with my best friend. How lucky am I?