I’ve always loved you. Since the day I met you. But I couldn’t have you. But that didn’t stop me. I was foolish enough to think I could. And now, through a sad turn of events, I still can’t have you now. That angry hope I held onto…for what? A broken heart, that’s what. You are a beautiful soul, despite your mistakes. I thought you were pretty gorgeous the day I met you, as shallow as that sounds. And now to hear that you don’t think you are hurts my heart because I can’t make you believe it, no matter how hard I try. You’re in pain, and I want to fix you. Make you feel better. About yourself, about life. But I can’t. All I can do is be a friend. No matter how much it hurts, I’ll always be there.