Sometimes I don't understand you.
Sometimes you say things,
but don't necessarily act like what you say is true.

Sometimes...
You'll say you love me,
and your favorite thing to do is talk to me.
We'll speak all day and I will be so happy.
We talk about life, each other, our love, us.
Nothing could be better.

Other times...
You are short and not very talkative.
You put distance between us,
and I can actually feel it.
Nothing has to go wrong,
you just wake up and are this way.
Everything is different.
What happened that's making you stray?

I know it's not me.
It's someone else who hurt you.
And you can't get them out of your mind,
out of your heart.
You dwell on them and it rips us apart.

When will you see that I am the one for you,
making all the efforts for your happiness.
When will you realize that I give my all to you,
and that even just a little bit of you is
so satisfying.

It's hard for me to keep going on with this.
I need reciprocity.
I need care.
I need to be shown that you'll be there.
And that you want to be.
I am afraid that this is all **too much for me.

Liking you is so painful
Because of my love, you are not mindful
I let it be known that I care
I let it be known that my love is rare
You act as though we’re so close
“Best buddies” is what you call us
I guess that’s all we’ll ever be,
I suppose

You are so unsociable
Yet, you tell me how you love me
And how I’m the only one
You can spend time with for hours
And have the most fun

It makes no sense
How you only see me in this light
The light of close friendship
The light of tight kinship
You can’t stand women
Yet you’re in love with my company
But not me?

I think you are confused
Since you’ve never known a love like this before
All I can do is hope and pray
That time will show you
To come my way

Can’t you see, lover?
That the best relationships
Start with close friendship
Start with tight kinship
When will you realize
That you are blind
And that your heart
Resides in mine

You're basically the light of my life in all of this darkness I'm dealing with.
You're so ******* cute, it kills me sometimes.
I just straight up stare at you when I am around you.
I can't hep it.
You may or may not notice it.
I'm not sure.
But also, I don't know.
You're just so cool to me.
I just want to kiss you...and please you.
Seriously.
I go to your house or your parents' house not for anything or anybody but you.
Just to see you.
I pray and hope that you are there.
When you aren't, I am stabbed with disappointment.
I really don't care about much.
I do, but not in this way.
I wish you and I talked more.
I wish we weren't off limits.
I like you so much.
It 's hard to contain.
Honestly, there have been weird times where I thought I was in love with you.
But how can I ever tell without barely ever being around you or interacting?
I want to hold your hand.
And kiss you.
And everything else.
Ha.