You reach out to me when you need a friend, cry on my shoulder in search of my strength. My feelings for you run deeper than that but I hold back. I hide begind this mask. The mask that says I don't love you...But who am I kidding besides myself. I pretend everything is fine but my feelings can't mask the longing for you. Sometimes I lie awake hoping you'll call me and say you feel the same way too...But who am I kidding besides myself. We had a life together but things are different now. You don't feel after me. I'm not even sure the thought crosses your mind. And even though I am constantly pretending everything is fine, who am I kidding but myself.