Love or Lack of

When I look into your eyes I can see everything. When I speak I feel that you are listening to me in a way that no-one else does. When your hand brushes against mine, it feels like heaven. The amount of time we spend together is phenomenal, movies and chatting comes naturally. But then you bring up same old topics that rip my soul to shreds "you're like my best friend and sister rolled into one". You don't need to keep repeating that, it has already sunk in that you don't feel any sort of attraction towards me.
All i can do is hope that one day those pair of glasses will slip and you see me.. not as your "sister" or "best friend". But as that girl you've known your whole life. Who knows so much about you. Who cares so much about you. That girl who let her friends be happy, even if it slowly kills her.
It's just a pity you don't know how I feel.