Confessions: Love?

"Your bestfriend is not your girlfriend" so goes a song by Angels & Airwaves - a song that fills me with trepidation. Can my bestfriend not really be my girlfriend?
A friend of mine once told me he never fall in love, he walks into love with his eyes wide open. I tend to agree with him, but I can't help this overwhelming feeling. In my twenty years of existing on this pitible sphere called earth, I think I'm falling in love.
The feeling is scary - it scares the living daylight out of me. I'm falling over the steep edge of a rock, my body freefalls like a stone, my screams are unheard, the wind lash furiously at my face, and the ground draws nearer, but it feels good. The euphoric feeling that mimic the freedom of a being going to meet his creator as earth draws closer - a few feet below could be my death - or my redemption.
I don't know how the person in question feels - the endless stretch of seven seas and seven hills makes her expression fathomless - there are some secrets we should die with, but this one burns too close to my heart.