Loving someone & being used to someone are totally different but easily mistaken for one another.
sometimes were just used to being around that person
used to that person always around us
picking us up when ever we fall
catching every tear as it falls
lending a hand when ever needed
enjoying our smile just as much as we do ourselves
a shoulder to cry on
a friend to count on .
someone we grew up with
a teenage love affair
a partner in crime
a ride or die
This could very well be our true love...but it could also be someone were just used to...