Can't deny that I
want you but I'll lie if I
have to; Cause you don't
say you love me to your friends if they ask
you...
Even though we both know that you do.
I
wish I knew what to believe. I thought you were amazing. Perfect.
But lately, I don't know who to trust. I miss our nightly
conversations and telling you about my day. But you're
different somehow. All I want is the old you. The one I
loved.
I'm not my friend. You can compare me to
her, and she can think she knows me. But if either of you
honestly think we're the same,
you don't know me at all.