To be together would be bliss.
I love you.
You love me.
To be together, just say the word.
One thing stands in our way.
He loves me.
I think I love him.
Am I playing' with his mind?
Is it a crime to love two at once?
Either way I go, I want the other.
Another wants the one I am with.
A good friend becomes a traitor.
Does he truly love me?
Why doesn't he show it?
Does he want another?
An ex?
A friend?
Could we possibly end up just friends?
When I am with one, I think of the other--
A decision that could change lives.
I want one.
I don't want to hurt the other.
Love is a confusing, hurting feeling..
