If you’ll ask a girl who she likes or what boy is she in love with, the girl will say no one or will joke and tell she loves her father or brother. And I am one of those girls. I am afraid to admit that I am in love with you. I’m afraid to admit that I fell for a guy that doesn’t even think of me like of a friend, for a guy who sees me like I am his little sister. But I did…I fell for you.
And even though I wouldn’t admit it I would answer to the question like that “I love my brother. He’s the only guy I will ever love. “. Because that’s how you see me. In your mind you are my brother. And in mine…who cares what’s in my mind as long as it isn’t in your mind, too.