im so in love with you. you're my best friend, yet when you say "I love you" to me, the words "im in love with you" linger on my tongue, but all i can manage to reply with is "i love you too". but i dont just love you, im in love with you. it hurts to remember that you're still figuring out your sexuality, so you dont know if you like women yet. i hope you do. both of us have fantasies, yours, is just with a man instead. hearing you fantasize about us moving to europe together and living in a ruined castle makes my heart jump, until you bring up marriage, with a man. i'd be happy for you, then lock myself in the wine cellar. i'll always be happy for you. i just wish it were me not him.