Your friends keep on teasing you to me.
You keep on chatting me, having a deep and late night talks.
You shared secrets to me, so do I to you.
We always says good nights to each other.
You gave advices to me whenever I feel down and stupid.
You became shy when I'm around and it wasn't the usual you.
So I thought you like me. Because I'm starting to like you too.
But I'm afraid I'm just being assuming. I'm afraid my thoughts were wrong.
Then I realized, what was that for? The teased, the late night talks, the advices, sharing secrets, the good nights? You didn't clear anything. We have no lable.
Sometimes I want to rant in your face. I want to say that I'm jealous. But then I realized, what am I to you? I'm nothing, we have NOTHING.
You're The Guy I can't even call 'Mine'.
