Only Half As Good

We've talked.

We've kissed.

We've become friends.

We were this close to being happiness.

My stomach went qeasy when you entered the room.

I knew something was wrong by the look on your face.

You acted like everything was normal.

But I could tell. I knew.

You mumbled a few words.

My world tilted.

If you want to know how much I like you...

Just think about how much you love her.

And then you'll only know half of my love for you.