Why do I need so much, I wish I was like you, I wish I felt like you needed me even though we wouldn't talk for hours, but that's not me, you don't talk to me & I feel like there is someone else, I'm self conscious of myself, and it has nothing nothing to do with you, I just know that there is someone out there, who will come along & will be better than me & more prettier than me, and more slick then I, and you fall in love with her, & I'll be here, alone, thinking that I ever had the slightest of a chance. Hell I don't even know for sure if you're really in love with me, it's only been four months, it's too early to tell, but I can't let you go, you're all that's ever on my mind, my stomach hurts when we don't talk, my eyes feel like I could cry. I want to be with you, and only you. I've never felt the way you make me feel, but I guess whatever happens happens, as they say.