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I love you

The sun was setting, and yet, all I could think about was her. How is she doing? Is there a chance she thinks about me too? Could she reciprocate my feeling? 

Sadly, I'm sure I already know the answer to that last question...and we could say it is definitely not the one my heart wishes for. I can only understand her though, we are best friends, we have known each other for years, and she sees me as her sister. 

Oh, and how could I forget, she already is dating a guy. I could spend all day talking about how she deserves better, but to make it simple, he doesn't care about her. He only dates her because of how pretty she is, I tried to warn her, but she had already fallen for him, it was too late. This man just doesn't treat her right, the way she should be treated, the way I could treat her. If she would just let me, I could love her so much more than he does. 

I would care for her, make her feel appreciated, make her feel loved. If only she would let me, I would do my best for her to never feel alone, I would always be there for her. I wish I could tell her this, but it really isn't that easy.... I just...can't express how much I love her. She's all I ever wished for. She's a literal Goddess, and I'm sure she was blessed by Lady Aphrodite herself. Her beauty could only be compared to Helena of Sparta's. 

And that's not all, no, her personality, the way she acts, her confidence, the way she handles herself, the way she won't let anyone bring her down. Her strength, her brains, her love. Her everything is perfect. 

But I have to stay on the side, to let her be in love with him, while I'm here, always been and will forever be. I'll take care of her anyway, as her friend, as her best friend. The sun is setting, and yet, once again, my last thought before I fall into a deep slumber, is how much I love this woman.