I love you. Definately. We are very good friends and, at first, I thought that I was confusing friendship with something else but now I know what it is. It's love. I can't stop thinkin' about you. We have so much in common and it kills me to see you hurt by that girl that doesn't diserve your pain. And it kills me even more the fact that I can't do anything until you realize that I can be the girl that makes you smile (I actually do. You know that I always am and I'll always be there to make you happy) that can take you out of this mess. The thing is that you don't see it.
Until then, your my friend and I'm more than happy with that.