We are friends. Plain and simple. You deny that our relationship is anything more. Yet we sleep together. You tell me that you love me. We talk everyday. I will never understand you. You will forever be an engima to me. Even still, I will love you forever and always. Whether you are okay with that or not. I wish I could find someone who is as good as you who feels the same. What is the matter with you?
I hate that I love you.
Forever just a friend