Bottom of the Ladder

I'm lying here in your bed,
rethinking all the things you said.

When you tell me you want someone
I think of me and you together. I could be that one.

I need to shove these feelings under the rug,
but I get those damn butterflies when we hug.

This is probably the worst thing ever,
but I know in my heart we will be friends forever.

I can never tell you this,
because if you leave it's you I'll miss.

I hope you cannot see these feelings that I hide.
I never want to leave your side.

But these feelings have to go away,
because I'd rather have you stay.

This ongoing story just gets sadder,
because I know I'm at the bottom of the ladder.