I don't know how to describe what I feel for you.

And it scares me... 

Because I know you are far better than I will ever be. I will never be good enough for you.

your beauty shines within the darkest of places, while I have hardly any beauty to posses. There’s nothing good about me, compare to you.

You give the word perfection a completely different meaning, and since I am so far behind you, i'm afraid you won't even consider me being your friend...

but oh, can't you see how beautiful it could be? You and me? We’re so much alike, but on such different levels. We would get along so well, as we already do. I know I wasn't blessed with nearly half of the talents that you possess, but with God’s help I will continue to develop. I know I wasn't blessed with any beauty, inner or outer, and I certainly wasn't blessed with a perfect mind and body. But I was blessed with a heart that has the capacity to love you.

so maybe by some, small, amazing, beautiful miracle...
you'll feel the same, some day.