Anne Cuthbert X Gilbert Blythe - Tumblr Posts

Oh to be constantly sharing barbs with your sworn enemy and enjoying getting them riled up, then genuinely start caring about them as you learn more about each other and your arguments turn into banter which turns into flirting and thinking about kissing them against a wall and dancing in the rain and sharing hearfelt secrets until you realise one day that your are in love with them and then pining in agony as they now treat you as a friend while you watch them be with other people, making yourself content with just a fraction of their time, missing all this time that their gaze always comes back to you no matter what and that they are always supporting you and loving you without you knowing, to have a dramatic confrontation and an even more dramatic confession under the stars or in front of the setting sun or under the thundering rain sealed with a kiss, a love that bolsters and comforts and argues and defends, a love that is true and faithful and loyal, a love that heals, oh how wonderful it is to be a victim of love...