The Battle Within

I totally hate this. This inner turmoil. I like him. I hate her. I wish I could tell him. What about her. Damn it. Bad timing. The day I was actually going to make a move and say it, tell him and he's taken. The day I was ready. I love being his best friend, but I want more eventually. I can't look at him and not wish. We have soo much good times. I'm totally comfy with him. Don't get me wrong, I was totally psyched to hear he got a girlfriend, but a part of me cried that day. I was pissy all that morning wondering why. I want to know what he feels about me, even if it's friends. I'll tell you there's times where I swear he totally gives the vibe and I totally fall. It's horrible. I can't live like this. I like him sooooo bad and he probably has no clue. I've told him before and he wasn't ready. I understood because he had a bad relationship. But now, with this; it's killing me. We always hangout, just him and me. It kills me because we mess around and sometimes cute things happen like he kisses my forehead or teases me or i tease him. It's one of those why aren't we together. Everyone sees it, but him. I don't care if he's taken. I want him for me.