Complicated

I'm not sure when it happened. I don't even know how. But at some point I found myself thinking about you more and more, wanting you to come around. Then a song would make me think of you. Your smile would be in my head. Then at night I lay awake and think of you in bed. I wish things could be different, and that I didn't know you how I do. Since your best friend is my boyfriend, there's nothing we can do. I should just let this go, before my mind goes to far. I shouldn't let these feelings grow, I shouldn't involve my heart. I just wish you weren't everything that i want him to be. I wish that my heart didn't race every time you looked at me. Maybe I'm only at this point because he doesn't see my worth. He speaks to me like I am nothing, and never puts me first. I see the look in your eyes every time he puts me down. You bite your tongue because you know with him, that he will just cut you out. I wish things weren't complicated, and that somehow you were mine. But they are, and you're not, I'll have to let this go in time.