My problem is that i liked you, my best friend...
my problem is that i believed you when you said...
Ive had these feelings for a long time
i didnt speak as you held my hand...
When we laid with my head on your chest... you...
When you held me and told me everything was going...
Ive come to realize the scariest moment in life is...
Are you really that oblivious? You talk to ME out...
It's not fair to me. You can't just treat me like this because you're afraid of what they'll say about us. I think the worst part is that you care more about their opinion of you than us. |
I think you can always tell how someone feels about someone else by the way they look at them. When they're turned around and someone just looks at them, without them knowing, with amazement in their eyes and a smile on their face. |
And the worst part of this whole mess is that even though were done, i still look at you for support in my most vulnerable moments |