i guess i am...

i never wished to feel this way,
i guess i am...

though i think not.
or maybe yes.
but really i'm not sure.

i hate to admit it.
i hate to be seen like this.
i simply don't like the thought.
i really don't.

well I'm can't help it.
i cant..

no more lies
no more.

you used to spend time with me,
you used to tell things to me,
you used to be around;
you used to be there...

but that was all of it...
work. orsem. period.

i hate the way it felt...
it felt as if....
you were there on purpose...
but it wasn't for friendship...
it wasn't.

i am selfish to demand.
time.
talks.
moments.

i thought i was a special friend...
special...

but i wasn't.

you were special...
to me;
and i thought,
i to you.

but go on...
take you time...
be with the others...

i understand.
i totally do.

i guess it's really my character,
to demand for more affection.
i is to blame...

i guess am just tired of expecting,
of hoping.

i guess i am...
JEALOUS.