What am I supposed to do???

I'm not supposed to want you;
I'm not supposed to care,
and yet I spend my time dreaming
of all that we could share.

I'm not supposed to think about you
or wonder where you've been,
but no matter how I fight it,
thoughts of you sneak in.

I'm not supposed to need you.
I know these things. I do.
And yet I can't help myself,
because I fell in love with you.