Is it possible, by some strange twist of fate, that you love me too?
Every time I talk to you it kills me. You're the most gorgeous guy I've ever met and everything about you is too good to be true. I make conscious effort to be the best friend I can to you because I know you deserve better than me. You deserve someone beautiful and amazing, like you are. I don't know why you say that I'm cool, especially since I immediately lose all of my cool-points when you're around. I trip over my words, I never do anything right, etc... And now, while we're trying to plan a group-outing with a bunch of friends, I ask about bringing my friend and that friend's boyfriend and you start going on about how awkward it'd be if it was you and me and a couple... just forgetting that there would be 2 more single ladies there (making it a group of 4 single people) and it makes me wonder... if we were really "just friends" with no potential, it wouldn't be awkward for us to hang out, regardless of how many other people are there. Even if we were two people hanging out in a group made entirely of couples, it'd be no big deal... if I was "one of the guys" you'd never think it was awkward... But how can I TELL you that without risking being wrong? I can't lose you. I can't risk losing you. ... I love you.