I’ve known you for what, 7 years now? I’ve come to know you better probably than I know myself. You’d have to be stupid not to know that I have feelings for you.
Nothing would make me happier than to spend the rest of my life with you. That’s the only thing that seems right. You’re the most amazing girl I’ve ever met. You’re gorgeous. And not just any kind of gorgeous, there’s not a single thing that isn’t amazing about you. Your crazy hair, stunning blue eyes, the color of your skin, and myriad other things. We share the same sarcastic humor that many find offensive. We can talk for hours about anything and everything, from choices on food to whether or not nuclear energy is a viable solution, with respect to politics, economics and the general public, but I’m rambling. Long story short, you’re perfect. Well, as perfect as anyone can be. No one is perfect, but the imperfections only make it better. I love you. More than I thought I would. I can’t help but wonder if you feel the same…
I’m still working on the courage to ask you out. It’ll take a while, but it’ll happen. I hope.
The only guy you know who isn’t friends with you only for sex.