I feel like I’m suddenly running out of time. Time just keeps passing by, but I keep thinking it doesn’t matter how small you feel. I don’t really know what I am trying to say here. Words are jumbled up in my mind and I am misunderstanding my heart this time. My heart is saying try, take a chance, maybe something could happen. But then my mind is saying are you serious? Think this twice before you do something stupid that could ruin this great friendship. I’m tired of the mixed signals, tired of the games, why can’t anyone just be straight up with each other anymore? Why must we all hide behind our walls? Why can’t we just be free? It’s like I’m in a box where no one can see me, where you can’t see how I feel. I keep pushing and grabbing but nothing seems to work. I’m begging for your attention. I mean should I even be jealous even though you’re not mine? The more time you talk about her or are around her, the more jealous I feel. But I have no right to be jealous, she is yours and you are hers. You picked her, not me. I didn’t even want you. So why must one simple night out change a heart? I don’t like you, I’m just curious. You’re my best guy friend and that how it shall stay, I can’t loose another friend. But who knows what a heart may.