My sleeves are stained with black from all the tears I shedded for youh,
I like youh, I really honestly do,
I spend so many hours at night thinking, and dreaming of youh,
It hurts to hear you talk about other gurls, to see youh with them,
I know I say Im here to listen, and I am,
But why not listen to me?
Maybe I dont like youh, maybe I more than like youh,
Your my best friend and I understand you dont wanna ruin our friendship, but Life is about taking risk, and learning from your mistakes, If I'm your mistake then let it be,
But hun, I pretty sure we're met to be,