You see, I've liked you for months now. The moment I shared my birthday celebration with you, I realized I like you. As days progress, I've become more attached, more greedy and more selfish. I wanted you more today than how much I wanted you yesterday. But the moment I felt I needed you no matter what insane thoughts and graveyard closed curtains, I saw you happy with another maiden. Your smiles was thousands times more beautiful than when you are with me. It shines brighter and radiates a light only both of you can immense on your own. I've become envious and started doubts. You only look at them, not me. I had wished for you, your smile, your touch and your sweetness, I want to have them all. You are my first evil, dark  loathing desires that had

But this maiden is my friend. So I've come to a conclusion that I'll thank you but I'll also say sorry because I'd rather give you up, a door of lost keys and wonderland, than to lose a friend with stars blink through our night.

I love you, but I'd still hope you too.