Over and Over Again

Once, someone told me that I was, probably, in love with you. Obviously, I didn’t believe it, you were my best friend, I wasn’t in love, I loved you but I wasn’t in love.

Now I can’t stop thinking about you, I don’t know what it is, but it’s like you’re a part of me, and you won’t let go… I’ve asked you how you felt about us… You answered naturally, no. Then why do you keep kissing me over and over again? If you think I’m one of your conquers, you’re so wrong… I’m not just some girl that thinks you’re cute, I’m someone who actually likes you for what you are, I’m someone who will never cheat on you, I’m someone who will never hurt like you've hurt me.

Why don’t you give me a chance to say what I’m feeling, you’re a part of me… I won’t forget you just because you ignore my questions… I’ll forget when you explain to me why do you keep hurting me over and over again… I am totally and completely in love with you...