I’m in love with you. I’m not allowed to be but I am. I know you don’t feel the same but I can’t help but hope that you do, your actions say otherwise. I am so grateful to have you in my life, you make everything so much easier. How could I not be in love? I’ve tried to convince myself for a long time that my feelings are completely platonic but obviously they are not. I’m scared that you’ll leave me, too. It’s going to hurt really bad when you leave. If you can’t love me in the same way, I’ll let my feelings go.