the thing is I love you. I've loved you for a
long time but I'm afraid. I'm afraid of what you'll
think. I'm afraid of what you'll say. I'm afraid of
what everyone else will say. But most of all I'm afraid that
you don't feel the same way and I'll make a fool out of
myself by telling you how I really feel.
I don't know if what you've been saying to me recently
has been true, or if you're just saying it to make me feel
better about myself. I don't know if the signs you've
been showing towards me are just because we're close
friends. I don't if when you're saying
'I love you' to me you actually mean it,
or if you're just being friendly. I don't know how
you'd react if I told you I was serious when I say that
'I love you too'.
I'd love to see inside your mind so I could tell your real
feelings for me without having to ask you, I'd love for you
to say that you love me for real and I'd love for you to
be mine. I'd love for us to cuddle up and
watch films. I'd love for us to kiss in the rain.
I'd love for us to walk along the beach,
hand-in-hand, and watch the sunset. I'd love for us
to be together, forever.
But none of this will ever happen though.
And it kills me to say that we're just friends.