Friends don't look at friends that way

Maybe I'm crazy

Maybe I'm just addicted to making bad choices.

Maybe I'm a bad person, having you on my mind as I lay in bed next to the one who has always come between us.

Maybe I'm undeserving of the title of being your girlfriend, partner or boyfriend.

Maybe I'm being selfish, wanting you all to myself.

Maybe I'm reading too much into words spoken late at night, between the two of us.

Maybe, just maybe, if you'd let me in a bit that would be enough.

Or maybe, nothing but the touch of your skin will satisfy the thoughts and feelings I lay awake with at night.

Maybe I'm just crazy.