Secrecy

I've been thinking of something for the past few days that has started to frighten me. I have always loved him. Always. And the longest I ever didn't love him was a week. And I always told myself that the only thing that could make me not love him anymore was loving someone new. So what if I do? What if I've started to love you? No. I already love you. But I mean love you. I've thought about us before but never for this long. And this can't happen. You've kind of got a girl and you're my best friend and I can't fuck it up. But already I feel like you might be pulling away. Which bothers me. But could I actually like you like that? God, I hope not. I can't. I just can't.