Hey friend. They say girls and guys and can never be just friends. But I think we've done a pretty good job there. At least that's what it looks like. But the truth is, you never tell me your feelings. In fact you never tell anyone. You help me out all the time. You're always saving me. You've always got my back. But for absolutely nothing in return? Whoa. You must be a really good guy. And I always thought you had a thing for me. But double-checking the state of affairs, I think it's me who has a thing for you. But I'm just not able to tell you that. So maybe it's really me, who doesn't share feelings with others? I don't know. And I don't have it in me to ask you why you're always there for me. Why are you always saving me? Why is it that I'm so important to you? Why are we so near, and yet so far?