You have her, so why would you want me ? I was so stupid to think you
could ever like me as more than a friend. I dont know sometimes I would
hate you for what you do to me, but other times it made me love you more.
I have no idea what I was thinking when I went up to you that last day,
but whatever it was it wasnt logical, was it?
Maybe it was the subtle touches? Or the not so subtle looks?
Who knows not me thats for sure.
