I love him.

But I don't.
It's confusing, but it's the truth.
If I told him that... I would just hurt him,
And that hurts me.
I can't bear knowing I'm hurting him
Because he loves me.
However, being with him isn't an option
Even though I tell him it might be.
It's not though.
We're not good for each other.
We hurt each other.
The hardest thing is the begging.
He craves my love and attention.
I don't know why we can't just be friends.
It's really hard.
I care about him so much... Too much...
And that frightens me.
Everyone tells me to do something else, But I feel differently.
I hate it.
I'm in a terrible mess that is going to take an awfully long time to clean.