As Much

As much as I love him, as much as it hurts, as much as I've cried, I won't tell him. I can't tell him. I cherish this friendship way too much to risk it. I cherish it as much as I cherish life. Would I stand in the middle of the road in hopes of loosing my life? No, just as I wouldn't put our friendship at risk. As much as I would do for him, the one I truely love, I won't tell him. I can't tell him. Why does love feel like the sword of a great warrior cutting a rose, as if its beauty didn't exsist? I won't tell him. As much as I love him, I won't tell him.