Less Than A Lover

Guess I am dumb for hoping for "more than just a friend"

She likes what I like but not me

I just watched my heart break but didn't let my smile falter

For how long do I have to pretend to be okay

I ••• I ••• I don't know anymore

It's my fault for putting meaning where there wasn't

I can only blame myself for hoping

I knew I shouldn't have done it in the first place

I am not meant for these things so why do I keep fooling myself

I guess now the pain of this indirect rejection

Could make me feel alive

Because I will always be less than a lover