I love you.

I love you more than you will ever love.

I love you, even as you rant to me about how much you love your boyfriend.

I love you, even when I know that you do not like me like that.

I love you, even though I know that I will never be the first person you come to.

I love you even though I would prefer to be in a QPR than an actual relationship.

I love you more than I love anything.

I love you, but you are my best friend.

I love you, but telling you would ruin everything.

I love you, but I know that I will never have you.