i pretended that you weren’t intimidating
when really you scare the hell out of me
snapshot conversations talking about greatest fears
and all i could think was you were getting up there

you are all kinds of wrong for me
but that doesn’t stop you from invading my dreams
doesn’t stop my heart from flipping at each response
doesn’t stop me from thinking about how we could make it work
hide it from her
what do i owe her anyway?

but she said i was a good friend
and she didn’t want your relationship to end
and she’s still in love with you
was it all just pretend?
she tells stories of your confessions and your touch like you wanted a future with her
but you brush her attempts at reconciliation away as if they’re nothing more than the whine of a mosquito in your ear

you’re charming, you know it
but your eyes have kindness in them
you’re entitled, pompous
but your biggest fear is not being able to help people you care about
you’re wrong
but you are so right.
i think i’m losing this fight.
i think about you at night.
i think it will take all my might,
to stay away from you.

because you’re wrong for me
and all you see
is a mutual friend
so that’s all i’ll be.

it’s right this way anyway.