Her : One of my friends told me one day : Love is sacrifice. I didn't understand it. Maybe I was too young. She was older and was speaking about her relationship with her fiancé.

In a certain way, I knew it. My parents don't fight, but sometimes they hurt each other. It has always made me sad.

Why does love hurt ? I've been thinking about it, and I think it's not love in itself. It's differences between human beings, circumstances, etc., which hurt. Not love in itself.

Love is a feeling, a passion. It's a flame, a fire. But as a passion, you can, even if it can be really hard, rationalise it.

But then, there is the rational love, the one wich is build by two people in order to form a relationship. This is called friendship.

Friendship, with a big F, is the link wich unites two people who want what is best for each other. It can be platonic friendship, or love, as we call it.

Let's stop with that. That's not what I want to tell you. Not exactly. What I mean is that I don't mind being your friend if you want me to be.

It's not that I don't want us to be more than friends, but I love you too much to force you to be in a relationship you don't want. I can sacrifice myself for your happiness.

If one day you fall in love, just tell me, I'll be happy. If you tell me you consider me as the sibling you never had, it's okay.

I love you. And I suppose you do too. Why would you listen to my foolish ideas if you didn't ? Why would you always support me and protect me ? Why ?

Say a word. Just say something. If you want me to get out of your life, I will. But I will surely forget you, turn the page, and live my life.

So tell me ! What do you want !? Don't you see I'm hurt ? I'm sick of my feelings for you ! I'm sick of seing you as the best person for me ! I'm sick of not being sure of you !

Him : Are you done ? Yes ? May I talk, then ? Yeah ? Right. So, I've been listening to you. I know you're overthinking. There is no need to worry that much though.

Do you actually think I would look at my sister the way I look at you ? That I would listen to her as I do with you ? Nah, you're the only one.

Don't cry, Love. You expressed your feelings, it's my turn. I've known you since we were, like five ? I can't imagine my life without you.

I love you. Not just like that, okay ? I love the way your hair moves in the wind, the way your eyes change from blue to green and from green to gray. I love the smile you have when you speak about your passions.

I love how you are with kids, I love your kindness, your empathy. I love your heart and I love your body. I love all of you.

So, will you please accept me in your life ? Not as the person you love, but as the person who loves you ? Don't accept me just because you love me.

Accept me because I love you, because I want you in my life. I want you to be my wife. I want you to be the mother of my children. Not another girl, you.

Do you accept it ?

Her : Sure, I will. May I hug you ?

Him : Come here, Love.