Love Sucks

I'm falling in love with you and you have no idea, I am just a best friend in your eyes. But sometimes I feel like we can't even be that anymore because it's wrong for me to even think of you that way because you are taken by another of my best friends. You'd think I'd know enough to leave well enough alone and just be that friend you need. But what if I want more? Shouldn't that count for something? Shouldn't I count for something? I may love you, but I hate what you do to me and my feelings. I know you are probably not aware that I feel like you string me along and then cut me off, leaving to myself once again. But once I look at you, and wonder if you would do that to me, I know you are not the kind of person to do that. It is always on the tip of my tounge, to tell you that I can't be your friend, because you have a wonderful relationship and I would never do anything to mess that up, no matter that my feelings get trampled on in the processs. But I can't because there is no reason to cut our friendship short because I can't keep my feelings in check. The sad thing is, is that I love you and you will never know.