The way you describe love makes me jealous. I wish someone actually cared for me like that. I want another relationship. But they always end. I don’t want pain but I want you. You remind me so much of an amazing person I lost. But I’m “too young” for you… you only see me as a sister.. but why, why do you smile at me like that. That’s not normal… or maybe it is. Maybe I’m overreacting. But I want you but we are only friends…..