Maybe it's just me, but I would never ever say something like that to the person I adore and therefore I don't assume that she likes me the same way.

Recently she also talks to me when she's rather sorrowful which causes me somehow to be trapped in an emotional rollercoaster as I'm both overjoyed and sorry at the same time (hey, she talks to _me_ about her problems! ... but it seems that regrettably I'm not able to help her regardless of how much I strive). However, there's nothing I'd prefer to talking with her and if I don't meet her at least once per week (not necessarily when going out) it feels like we haven't talked in ages.