What are we?
Are we friends?
But then, why do you
Tell me things no one else knows?
So then, what are we?
Are we best friends?
But then, why do you
Look at me like no friend would?
So then, what are we?
Are we more than friends?
Do we share something special?
But then, why are you with her?
So then, what are we?
What am I to you?
Just another game?
But then why does your smile say something else?
So what does that makes us?
You like me
I like you
But we're not together
Tell me what you want
Should I stay or leave?
Don't lead me on
Don't play any games.
Because sometimes we're friends,
And sometimes lovers.
But most of time, we're just strangers.
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Loving You
PoetryShe loves him; he doesn't know. So she expresses it in the only way she knows how - Through her words.