But You'd Never Know

Relationships

I saw you making out with some girl at a disco.

The same disco you told me I was beautiful.

The same disco I said you looked handsome.

The same disco you kissed my cheek.

The same day you set my heart on fire.

The same disco I was going to tell you.

The same disco that I held my friend as she cried over the guy she liked.

The same disco where your friends all seemed too quiet as they looked from me to you.

The same disco I held in my tears.

The same disco where a guy who liked me asked me to kiss him.

I said yes because I felt so useless.

I said yes because I wished it was you.

We started 'texting'.

I didn't like him.

I liked you.

But he liked me.

Creepily so.

He asked me out.

I said yes.

I wished it was you.

He told me I was beautiful.

I wished it was you.

But you'd never know.