I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. Very simple, very truly. You're the epitome of every attribute and quality that I've ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you'd even consider. But I had to say it, I can't take this anymore. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can't look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. I've never felt this way before and I like who I am because of it. And if bringing it to light means we can't hang out anymore than that hurts me. All I can say is, I hope you love me too.