Matrim's right that Furoe's feelings for Aaeru weren't
that overt, and at first were just admiration of her flying. But in addition to Futaba-chan's points, how about the full-on kiss Furoe gave Aaeru when she was trying to teach her what love was?
The thing that struck me about Neviril and Aaeru in the latter part of the series was that they seemed somehow distant...
Spoiler for eps25-26:
...Certainly distant from the other Sibyllae -- as Neviril had been throughout the series, really -- and even a bit distant from each other: not touching even when Aaeru came into Neviril's room and they declared their love to each other. And even locked up in separate cells.
At first, I found this frustrating, and thought that, as much as I love their voices, Takahashi Rieko and Niino Michi were not properly "selling" their love. That may be true, too, but I have come to realize that the distance was intentional. They are beyond all the rest of us, like goddesses, already in another world.
They live in a sacred space not accessible to the rest of us. What did they do in Neviril's room between the time that they were looking out the window and the time Paraietta came to the door? We were not shown that part, which we can imagine might have been fairly steamy (unless chastity is required for remaining shoujo, and I think it isn't). In any case, from a certain point on, the two of them were already gone, and we were seeing them receding, through the other sibyllas' eyes.
Thank you so much to atosaki (and to warainagara) for the translation. Now I think I understand the Japanese, AS (Nishida Asakao) said she wrote it herself, in the style of the mangaka Hoshi Poemu 星ぽえ夢. Unwilling to leave well enough alone, I have made my own rather loose translation:
I might have chosen a place other than this,
But I accept my life here.
I could have remained where all my friends are,
But with the one I love, I abandoned everything and flew away to the other shore I had dreamed of since I was young.
To be a shoujo is not forever. A shounen has his freedom taken from him and goes off to fight.
You...and you...are another possibility. A choice I did not make.
I, living in the real world, and I, the shoujo in a dream,
We will never touch, and our eternal love will not come to fruition.
But that is no misfortune. It is such a sweet, nostalgic memory.