I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. And it's not because you are unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You're the epitome of every attribute and quality that I've ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you'd even consider. But I had to say it, I can't take this anymore. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can't look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. I know this will probably queer our friendship-no pun intended-but I had to say it, because I've never felt this way before and I like who I am because of it. And if bringing it to light means we can't hang out anymore than that hurts me. But I couldn't allow another day to go by without getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face, is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And I'll accept that. But I know some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, that means you feel something too. All I ask is that you not dismiss that-at least for ten seconds-and try to dwell in it. there isn't another soul on this fucking planet who's ever made me half the person I am when I'm with you and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it's there between you and me, you can't deny that. And even if we never speak again after tonight, please know that I'm forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me...
- Chasing Amy