Hopeless Teenage Dream

Walking home from school one night, my friend Hopeful turns to me
"What is it about that girl that haunts me in all my dreams...?
Is it her wit, her looks, or her smile that shines like sunbeams
 A teenage dream! and like a dream she's better than she seems..."

"You sound so much in love, Hopeful," I tentatively say
"But she's my best friend, and please, I don't want to cause you pain
"Because I know her heart, and when I talk to her it's plain
Your love for her is doomed for naught but rainy skies of gray."

Hopeful looks down at the floor and heaves a heavy sigh
"I know, but like a fool I cannot stop this love for her...
"My friends call it infatuation, but I know better!
It must be love if this drives ME, a guy, to even cry."

What to say to Hopeful? That his new "love" for her is great?
It's sad but true, that it takes two, to seal a happy fate.