It's just that- I want to know who
it is you like, but at the same time I
don't.I'm scared, because I know
it's not me and I just don't want to get hurt when
you actually admit that it's not
me. I don't want to feel disappointed or hurt,
I'm just tired of that feeling, I have felt it so many times
before. But then again, what if it is for
some reason, possibly me?
What if you actually have some sort of
feelings for me.
See, that- right
there. That
little
string of hope that keeps me going, that can
become all cut up by just a few
words.
I want to know who you
like, I want it to be
me.
But why would
it?