"You two are gonna go out."
"You two are gonna end up together."
"Stop flirting with him."
"Second boyfriend!"

I don't want to.
I don't want to like him.
I don't want to date him.
I don't love him.
Not like that.
I love Sam.
Like that.

Why do I have to tell myself this?
Why do these thoughts cross my mind?
It's not right.
It's not fair he puts me through this.

I have a loving,
understanding,
boyfriend.
It's not fair what he does.

How he flirts.
Saying he's better.
More deserving.
But he's a friend.

I''m almost all he's got.
He needs me.
I need him too,
I guess.

But it's too hard.
It's too much.
He shouldn't have let it happen.
It's not my fault.

I can't keep blaming myself.
I love Sam.
He's amazing.
And he loves me.

Doesn't show it as much.
But I know he does!
He does!
He loves me!