I met you for the first time when I was really young. You were small and cute and kind
but
I didn't notice then. I only realized this just a little while ago.

We grew up beside each other, always close but never really.
I thought you considered me a friend
but
I was one of many. I didn't stick out among the rest.

Though your age and all the other things that separated us, I loved for the things that didn't. I tried to keep it to myself
but
I couldn't. Not for one more second.

I told you how I felt. I'd never taken a leap from that high up. You could have caught me
but
"Let's be friends."

I didn't have the guts to tell you that we never really had been.

But
I moved on. I did. You weren't around for awhile and I forgot the way your face looked when you teased me. I forgot your thoughtful expression when you concentrated on your music. I almost forgot about you
but I didn't.
but I won't.
but I can't.

I love you
I hate you

And there's no buts about it.