I have this friend,
You know her too.
She knows I like you,
But I'm starting to think she likes you too.
She was talking to your boy,
You know which one.
Which made you two start talking more,
And slowly push me out the door.
Her and I used to be friends,
But I fear that's slowly coming to an end.
The two of you have grown close it seems,
And jealousy is starting to grow inside me.
A brother to her she says you are,
And you say you two are friends and nothing more.
But I can't help but feel,
That she cares for you more then she reveals.
I should want you to be happy,
I should want you to be free.
But what about my happiness,
Will it ever come, or has it passed by me.
