Unsure

I have to say that I still have a feeling for you,
To say that I know what it is would be very Mary Sue.
All I know is that wave of pain when I saw that picture of you with her,
I don’t think it’s a symptom of a disease- so don’t go looking for any cure.

I don't think she is a good fit for you,
And to me it seems like hiding a freshly cleaned foot in an old brown shoe.
Are you with her because you don’t want to step out of your comfort zone,
Or do you really love every inch of her- all the way to the bone?

Maybe if I was more sure of this feeling I would act out on it,
So I have to confess that I don’t and so I’ll just shut up and sit.
Even if I did have the courage to say something about this case,
Would you actually listen to my words- or would you just laugh in my face?

So now that I have somewhat confessed about this feeling I still hold,
I can stop putting on a front of being witty and bold.
After all this time I am unsure if you know the real me,
Or do you see a clever and strong individual- the girl that everybody else sees?