You...

What would you do if I told you that
I didn't want to be friends?
That I was sick of looking at you,
sick of falling in the depths of your eyes,
sick of wanting you?
What would you do if I told you that
you were my everything?
That you were the stars in my heaven, and that you
made my world a better place?
What would you do if I told you
that I've
always loved you?
That you have always been
my forever?