Do you think the same thing when I see you?
It’s always out of the blue I never know what to do
Do you think of me when she touches you?
I think of you when I touch her even if it’s just a blur I still think of my girl
Do you remember that day we crossed the line of friends to lovers the things we did under covers while lying to your mother and listening for your brother did I blow your cover? If you wanna keep pretending I’ll understand but I’ll always be here when you need a helping hand no activity is banned when it comes to you
If you wanna be friends and want this to end I’ll understand but it’s gonna take a while to fight the bile coming up my throat when I see you kiss a man wasn’t what I planned
But now we’re at a dead end my “friend” nothing left to defend no need to pretend
One last request will you send me a postcard when you leave so I’ll know this wasn’t a manic dream even if it’s only wishing me the best
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