You are special to me.
you planted a seed in my heart that has only been growing with the passing of time.
But with that seed, grows a rose bush, and rose bushes are notorious for their sharp thorns.
You only meant well, nurturing that beautiful rose bush, but it's cutting me horribly.
A rose of care with thorns of love.
I am in love with you, my dear friend.
I am happy when I'm with you.
I am anxious when we are apart.
I am jealous when others are close to you, but I am content when you are near.
These thorns are cutting me, but I'm learning to lose the feelings in my limbs. This love is ripping me apart, but I am numb to the pain.