Dear... Those Brown Eyes
Hey! You know me. We've had some good times together. We've laughed together, sung together, played together, we've even flirted together. Every time I'm with you, you fill my heart with happiness. I thought you were an innocent crush. Something I could enjoy and move away from. I'm starting to think I was wrong.
I never planned to do something about the feelings I have, because you're with her. You two have a life together, in apartment, a cat. You have history you're probably best friends. Sometimes I imagine I can compete against her, but that's illusional. I have nothing compared to the years of relationship you have together.
I know you are attracted to me, I know you enjoy my company, that you try to touch me whenever you get the chance. But I also know that you have never crossed the line, and I don't think you ever will.
You will never touch my face, kiss my lips, hold me the way I want to be held. Because it doesn't matter that I'm wearing my best clothes, have made my hair pretty, smile at you in the warmest way possible. You will never be with me because you’re with her.
I think I love you, I think you might love me too, but she will always be there stealing your attention away from me.
Oh, what I would give for just one night alone with you.
I changed my mind, I'm absolutely sure I love you. I love you so much I think I will break. I love you.