Monsod’s Bestfriend theory states that, at one point in time, the bestfriends will have to go through a stage where they will fall for the other. if they're lucky, they'll go through it together but according to statistics it’s most probable that they’ll not fall at the same time. if they do fall in love in synchronicity, that's when the platonic relationship becomes a love story, but if one falls without great timing, it's a possible prelude to the end of a friendship..the ending lies on how they handle the situation, whether they'll just let it go, address it or wait ‘til the other also falls and they cross the line from being friends to lovers.. We’ve all been hearing all these “falling in love with the bestfriend” stories. From it being a success, a complete disaster or a one-sided melancholy. We have seen movies with the same premise, from the heart-wrenching “My Bestfriend’s Wedding” to Sharon and Aga’s “Kung ako na Lang Sana”. It can’t be an isolated case right? The Falling-in-love-with-the-bestfriend Phenomenon reached a universal state and everybody’s experiencing it, of course except those who don’t have a bestfriend, silly. I can blame it on whoever started the adage, Friendship is the foundation of love. Screw him/her, whoever he is. I don’t think friendship is the best groundwork of love, it’s an illusion, it’s a fallacy, a hasty generalization. Bestfriends fall in love for convenience, for lack of options or for mere boredom and exhaustion from the lifetime quest for the “LOVE OF HIS/HER LIFE”. It’s not about “Kung ako na lang sana” but it’s “Sige na nga, ikaw na lang.”. Got that?
Ok, a lot of people’ll probably disagree with me, of course nobody wants to be disenchanted. How more perfect can a love story be if it all started from being just friends? Then one sunny day, they just look at each other on a different way, one begins noticing how cute the smile of the bestfriend is, the other notices how they totally understand each other without uttering a single word. Then they both go home with a smile on their faces, lie on their beds, think of how dense they both are for not “paying attention” and for not realizing that “what they’ve been looking for is just right in front of them” (imagine the song For the First Time is playing in the background). The next day, they’ll both feel awkward, the girl begins to dress more “consciously”, the guy becomes more of a gentleman ( as an attempt to conceal all the farts and snores). Then after a few weeks of trying to mask what they think they feel, they decide to have a heart to heart talk about stuff. After the tête-à-tête, they end up cuddling in a tight embrace with tears of joy and contentment that they finally figured it out. Ohh, that’s sick.
I’d rather look at it this way. One sunny afternoon, they were doing their stuff, conversing about their ex’s and how people can’t seem to identify with them. While conversing, they realize that they’re tired.. they look at each other, trying to persuade themselves (of course by themselves, not totally discussing it) that maybe, there’s a chance that they’ll end up together. You know, just to stop the futile chase. They try to rationalize their illusions by looking for each other’s “good points”. When they go home, they’re both smiling because they feel stupid for giving malice to a perfectly platonic relationship. They lie on their beds, imagining each other’s faces just to give assurance that the other bestfriend is not that bad. They end up dreaming of each other due to excessive thinking. They feel guilty for whatever happened in the dream (it wasn’t that wholesome, I guess).. they feel awkward, and it will be aggravated by their friends’ teasing. Then they start to acknowledge the problem, they try to talk it out. Then they are both too scared to end their being BESTFRIENDS so they decide to take it a step further by being lovers, besides they both have been hypnotized by the “fairytale” they created. There’s just no one else to keep, same story as the meantime girl or guy. End of narrative.
At one point in my story, the other might try to divert his/her lust for the bestfriend by dating other guys/girls. Then that’s when things get fucked up. Or should I say it’s when order is once again achieved, and the bestfriends resume their “platonic relationship” in misery. Until they are able to find the better replacement. Then they continue the infinite battle. My bestfriend THEORY happens in a cycle. Oh shit, yeah, it never ends, it has no resolution. I think I’m gonna be sick.
