Marealize mo sana

I love when we talk. It feels as if we've known eachother all our lives. We have so much in common its scary, and it sometimes makes me want to cry. So im sitting here tonight, not saying one word. Because everything I want to say to you will ever be heard. And it breaks my heart to feel this way, because you are my best friend. In case you can't figure out what I'm saying with out the actually words, I love you. Not just as a best friend, or a sister, but as a woman that I am. I love you, or at least I think I do. If its not love, then I don't know what it is. Its scary and exciting when we talk. I dream about you every night. My wish is to feel your kiss on my lips. My dream is to be in your arms for all eternity. But thats all they are, dreams and wishes, never to come true. And now you know why I won't talk tonight, why all I am saying is "Hmm." But thats not all. You love her so much, and you tell me all the time. Its rather like slapping me in my face with my own heart after you've stomped on it. It hurts. Everytime I talk to you, I ask myself why I am putting myself through this torture. And I never have an answer. All I know is that I crave your company so bad, I crave the next words you speak. When we first met, I thought I'd finally found someone who would cherish me. then you told me that you and she were together again, and my heart broke into a million pieces. And I hid it well. I still hide it to this day. And whats worst is that I like her. I really do. She fits you very nicely. She's very sweet and kind. She damn near perfect in every way. And that makes me hate her in a way. But I can't hate her, for I love her too damn much. What a mess I am on this night. I am in love with you, and I also love the one who has you. Dear God, I pray for these feelings to leave me. Amen.