i do not love you i do not analyze every touch i do not stare at your lips in movement, i especially do not dream about the day when you will love me back i do not love you i like him he winks at me every time i walk through the door and he plays basketball and you never liked sports and i don't either but it's okay because i do not love you i like him he bites his lip when he studies and his dark eyes are the exact opposite of yours and maybe that's why i love them because he is the exact opposite of you i do not love him i love you but i cannot say that because you are a thousand miles away from me and he is right here and i know that this is wrong and i should stop and that i'm leading him on and i need to get over you first but i can't bring myself to do so