Or at least I think you did
I think you knew what she'd say
Maybe I was wrong, or maybe I'm right
But the way you hug me
when we're alone
Makes me think differently,
Makes me want to believe that I wasn't right all along
That there isn't some other guy some place far away
That when you said it you meant it
I'm lost now.
I hate feeling this way
I hate asking for when this happens
I'd, honestly, rather keep chasing you knowing I might have a chance then know the answer is no.
Wouldn't that be easier for everyone
Me chasing you filled with hope and whatnot
You going along, enjoying someone loving you endlessly.
