how…?
am i crazy?
is it true?
maybe.
but the thought of you liking me is weird, too.
we’re friends, i guess.
at least i thought that, up until i saw your eyes darting back and forth between me and whoever you were talking with.
so tell me, is this some kind of game, a jest?
is it a joke, a comedic bit?
maybe it’s some sort of prank.
because i’ve noticed you looking at me like that, and him, and him as well.
that’s it, right, a prank played on me, until i finally break.
but you’re nice, i guess, you wouldn’t do that, but i can’t tell.
i’m not sure if all this is in my head, my delusions, my hallucinations, my imagination.
it makes me question if everything i’ve noticed with him is real, either.
i mean, even though i know it’s not him, my heart does a little jump every time i get a notification.
maybe i should grow up and forget about it all, ignore it all, get a little wiser.
but then again, what if he does like me?
and not just him, but you and him and him ans him, too?
what if i underestimate myself by questioning how guys like you would even feel that way, by laugjing at the possibility?
what if all of it is really true?