i was laying next to her in my parent's basement. her mouth was next to my ear. i said, "you are in perfect whispering position." "i am, aren't i?" she replied. "you can whisper anything you want to me. anything you've always wanted to tell me." there was a short pause. she said, "i love you." "really?" "yes" i said, "i think i might love you, too." i don't think i love her, though. i really, really like her and i enjoy being around her, but i don't think i'm in love with her. she's awesome and one of the closest people to me in my life, but i don't think i'm in love with her. it feels nice, though, to have someone in love with you.