Are you my friend? Confidant? Or do you also like me a little bit, the way I like you?
Actually, I,, I like you, not that I love you, you are different to me from others, you are special. But how do I say it? How can I make you believe it?
The funny thing is that there is no point in saying anything now. You will become someone else's tonight. I'm wrong. You have always been someone else's, and you have never belonged to me.