Nothing.

We talk.
A lot.
About everything.
About nothing.
About some things.
About a few things.
We flirt.
We're just friends.
It's just how you deal.
You're sweet.
You're bitter.
You're everything in between.
I catch myself thinking.
I think way too much.
I don't think enough.
I'm sorry I put myself in these mindsets.
Because it makes it difficult for people around me.
Nobody knows.
Nobody will.
Just know that sometimes lately you're the only thing I want.