I was talking to Lea last night. It has been a few days and she told me she was still stressed. I had to ask her why and I offered her my ears.

"The stress at work, I can still handle", she says, "but Max, I'm still hurting". She proceeded to tell me about the guy she likes a lot and how he left her hanging. She said she wanted to move on, but still can't, as she needed closure.

We have talked a lot about this guy before. She always talks about him. Imagine how I feel when she does that. She knows that I have feelings for her, but I told her it's okay to tell me as I was also her friend and confidant. Call me a martyr. I know I am when it comes to her.

I love her.

She asked rhetorically at some point why she could not have just fallen for me instead of some other guy. That's because no one chooses who he or she will fall for. Love is very complicated but is also very simple. It is a happy feeling but it is also a source of so much sadness. Love is filled with many contradictions. But it's also just one concept.

She asked me, "Do you love me?" and I said, "I do".