I Don't Want To Make It Weird
I don't want to make it weird,
but what else would you call this?
How else would you describe the feeling of bursting at the seams to tell you how much I love you?
I don't want to make it weird.Â
I don't want to tarnish what we share by admitting that I may care more, or that I wish you cared more.Â
The truth is we can never know if we care more, or if we feel the same way at all unless we talk about it.
I don't want to talk about it.
I don't want to make it weird.Â
It'd be so much easier if you just wrapped your arms around me, kissed me and told me you love me as more than a friend.Â
For all I know, you're thinking the same.
I don't want to make it weird, but here we are…