I remember the first time i met you, i was startled, to finally meet a guy that was nice and sensitive. I guess you could say i was attracted to you.
And for the first few days of getting to know you, i grew to like you more and more and there was a small part of me that believed you felt the same way about me.
So later that night you told me you liked someone, and i thought could it be me?
I told you i was fond of someone as well, and i was hoping that you would tell me you liked me.
All the clues you gave me made me believe that this mystery girl WAS me!
I didn't want to make a big deal out of this because i was always the one who got hurt, but i just could not help myself because it seemed so clear.
But i remember the pain i felt when you told me it was another girl...
I felt so stupid, to think that someone could like me?
What was i supposed to do, tell you that i liked you?
I couldn't, so instead i told you i liked your friend.
Boy was that a lie...but i'll never forget that day because i learned a very valuable lesson:
"What may seem like love is only an illusion"...i was living in a world of dreams
