Is it love, or is it lust?
Ever since that time, that we first touched.
All my fantasies have been about you.
Dreaming of all the possible things we could do.
But now you have her.
And I, no one.
And now it's like nothing ever happened.
We're just great friends.
You were so kind to me;
Unless there were other people.
And when she's not there,
I feel like the only one.
But when she's there,
I again; am no one.
So when she finds out, when everyone tells her.
Was it my fault?
