So it's June. 5th. You know what that means?
Nothing really. But in 6 more days...
Ironically, Something else happens on that day.

But you know what?
Finally,
It's alright.
Because I'm good.
I have friends who like me for who I am.
I have family who won't give up on me.
And I have guys who would kill to be with me.

But I don't like them.

Why? No idea.
They don't have what he had.
I compare them to him.
And I shouldn't... but I do.

Except for one.
One.
He's... different.
I don't think of the other while with him.
Not sure what he's thinking.
But when he smiles at me...
It feels like the whole world has disapeared.
And he's the only one there.
Him and I...

But I'm not sure how to read him.
He's nice to everyone.
And it's hard to understand how he feels.

The phone's right here, his number is dialed...
But I won't call.
I won't know what to say...

But I like him.
A lot.
A lot, a lot, a lot.

Maybe I should stay away...
because he shouldn't have to be involved
in my relationship web...
it isn't fair to him.

So I'll stay on the sidelines,
waiting, wanting, wishing,
that he would see me for who I am,
and decide that I'm the one he wants.