Her

I see her in my mind all day.
I want to be with her so badly.
There’s gotta be a way for it to be.
But it can’t, cause she already has…him.
She likes me, but not the way I like her.
My head if full of all these thoughts.
I don‘t know what the hell to do.
There’s so much to gain, but more to lose.
Why is it that I want what I can’t have?
Why does everything have to be complicated?
I just wanna hold her hand by my side at night.
And comfort her when she’s not feeling well.
But I think she needs to take my hand first.
To guide me through the darkness of my life.
So that I can be happy with her.
Then everything would be fine.
Could she be better than a friend?
Cause she means so much to me.
Will she be my girlfriend?
Cause I can’t live without her.
Why is it that I want what I can’t have?
Why does everything have to be complicated?
I just wanna hold her hand by my side at night.
And comfort her when she’s not feeling well.
But I think she needs to take my hand first.
To guide me through the darkness of my life.
So that I can be happy with her.
Then everything would be fine.
I told her I needed someone special.
Did she see the hints I dropped?
Does she notice the way I look at her?
Will she ever be mine?