A Friend Like Henry

I have a friend. His name is Henry.
He is a male.
He is patient, caring, nice and he loves me.
I know.. he loves me.

But I am not sure, if I can love him back… 
at least the way he loves me.

Henry oh Henry.. wat should I do..
No, I already knew wat I should do.. 
I just don wish to do wat I should do..
I hate being told wat to do.. I had enough..
I want to live.. I want to live a life that’s mine..
No one to dictate it cept me.. cept ME !!

Can I, May I, Shall I, Should I..?