she moved me.

she moved me.

i love you.

i love you, not, not in a friendly way, although i think we're great friends, and not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way, although i'm sure that's what you'll call it. i love you, very...very simple, very truly. you are the...the epitome of everything i have ever looked for in a human being. and i know that you think of me as just a friend, and that crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option that you'd ever consider.

i had to say it.

i just...i can't take this any more.

i can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. i can't...i can't look into your eyes without feeling that...that longing that you only read about in thrashy romance novels. i can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. and i know...this will probably queer our friendship...no pun intended.

i had to say it.

'cause i've never felt this way before.

and...i don't care...i like who i am because of it. and if bringing this to light means we can't hang out anymore, then...that hurts me. but god, i couldn't allow another day go by without just getting it out there, regardless of the outcome. which, by the look on your face, is to be the inevitable shoot-down.

and, y'know, i'll accept that.

but i know, i know, that some part of you is hesitating for a moment. and if there's a moment of hesitation, and that means you feel something too, and all i ask, please, is that you just...you just not dismiss that. and try to dwell on it. for just ten seconds.

...there isn't another soul on this fucking planet who has ever made me half the person i am when i'm with you. and i would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau...because it is there between you and me...you can't deny that.

even if, y'know...even if we never talk again after tonight...please know, that i am forever changed...because of who you are, and what you've meant to me.