I Wish I Could be that for You.
I thought I was in love with you,
But you don’t love me back,
So I can’t be
Can I?
You claim you do,
But I see how you look at her
I see the happiness on your face when you’re with her.
When you’re with me,
You always seem raw,
Depressed,
Angry.
Is that the real you I see?
Or does she just make you that happy?
Is it a mask
Or is pure joy?
I wish I knew
I’m sorry I can’t be that for you.
Because when I’m with you,
I am happy and depressed.
When I am with her,
I am depressed and happy.
Please help me make sense of this.
And you make it worse when you say
Maybe we can be more than friends…
Because I don’t think you really feel that way.
I’m sorry
I’ve wasted your time.
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