Mary Goes ’Round

This feels wrong

Something isn't right about the thing between you and I

Maybe because you remind me of her,

Maybe it's because you're with somebody.

We talk to each other everyday, all day.

About the big things, even the little things.

But we hide it, sneaking around.

Like we're in high-school.

You love him but you like me,

And it makes me so conflicted

Because I like you too.

And I don't know what to do.