I agree with this. It reminds me of L and her whole "you don't know me" when I'd tell her I loved her. I wish like the dickens I'd had the nerve to respond "And you don't get to tell me how I feel." But alas, I never did.

eta: and besides, isn't there enough hate in the world, that an honest expression of platonic love should be a good thing instead of being twisted up into some awkward, shameful thing?! Yeah, I guess it's still a sore subject with me