The truth

I was hurt
That I needed to lie to hide the pain
The pain I felt

I don't like it
Never will I
Just thinking about it creeps me out

But the lie kept him close
Closer than he was before
At least that's what I think

I said it so casually
I said it was a misunderstanding
I don't like him

Well, I don't
I'm convincing myself that I don't
I don't like the idea of liking him

The truth:
I want him always around
I want him talking to me always
I love his presence
I like looking at his small eyes
I want him beside me always

He's my favorite person
Just my favorite person