You’ll never choose me,
I’ve liked you for years, always hoping,
Even when I heard about you with other girls,
Or making out at some party, just floating.
Deep down I knew,
I’d never be that girl,
I don’t look like them,
I don’t live in their world.

We’re just friends,
That’s all you’ll ever see,
If even that—
It’s how it’s meant to be.

If I could date anyone,
It would still be you,
And I know it’s one-sided,
But what can I do?

When I heard you were struggling,
With **** or with pain,
I wanted to know,
What’s bothering you, again?

I’ve been through hard things,
And I could be there,
To listen, to help,
But you wouldn’t care.

I’ll always be the funny friend,
The one you see on occasion,
So why, when it’s hopeless,
Am I still filled with this longing sensation?