I've been telling myself everyday that I shouldn't like you.
I tell myself that I'm not helping myself heal.
That answering your phone calls and looking at your messages isn't making me any better.
I've been treating myself like I have an illness.

What if I'm going about it the wrong way?
What if I'm not sick?
What if I'm meant for something greater?
What if when it's late at night and you need someone to talk to I'm supposed to be the first person that comes to your mind.
What if that night you said you would never hurt me wasn't an accident?
What if you called me beautiful and actually meant it?
What if I'm meant save you?

Save you from that broken heart you've tucked away.
Save you from your sleepless nights.
Save you from the long nights you spend drinking alone.

I see you everyday,
in my thoughts.
I feel you everyday,
in my heart.
I touch you every night,
in my dreams.

I've been telling myself everyday that I shouldn't like you.
I tell myself that I'm not helping myself heal.
That answering your phone calls and looking at your messages isn't making me any better.
I've been treating myself like I have an illness.

I need to tell myself that I'm not sick.
I need to tell myself that it's okay to like someone like this.
It's okay to want to be close to another human being, to you.
That it's okay to call you first.
I just need to tell you the truth,


*I love you.