I Think I Still Like You

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I think I still like you. But only just a little bit, I promise. I don’t think about you while I’m at work, I just think about you for a little bit on the train ride home. I don’t think about you during the day or while I’m with her. Only before I fall asleep, and wake up the next morning.

I think I still like you. Enough for me to overthink a little bit anytime I want to send you a text message. I have no problem being calm and cool with any other person, but when it comes to you; I have no chill.

I think I still like you, which is strange because it’s been over two and a half years since our lips touched last. It’s been two summers since we’ve held hands. It’s been two autumns since our last cup of coffee, and it’s been two winters since you last came by my place.

I think I still like you, and because of that it’s so hard for me to be just your friend. You’re literally so gorgeous. You light up any room and turn every head. It would pain me to talk to you about homework while you talk to him about what time he should come over.

I think I still like you even though your friends tell me that I am holding on to nothing. Even though your friends tell me that we will never happen. Even though your friends tell me that we never meant to be. Understand that one would be a fool to give up on a woman like you.

I think I still like you because some songs I hear on the radio while driving on the expressway from exit 9 to exit 4A, leave me with a feeling of nostalgia from a time that can no longer happen. And when the singer says “at least I can say that I’ve tried” I disagree with pain in my heart because I know haven’t given you my all.

I think I still like you and I’m sorry.

I know you want me to get over you. I know they want me to get over you, but trust me. If that was a decision I could make, I would have made it 2 years ago. I would have made the decision at the same time you decided that you longer saw a future with me.

But here I am. Over two and a half years later and I think I still like you. I want you in ways that you’ll never want me. I still have feelings for you that you will never have for me. And the only thing I can do is brush them aside and work on moving on. TC mark

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