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?