And sometimes I still think I don't deserve him. I mean, such a nice guy.. And I don't want nothing serious.
He dreams, he makes plans, he thinks about the future.. about our future, about us. But I, I don't give a shit for it. Nor about it.
He likes to tell me what he's feeling, the way he feels next to me, his truly feelings.. I don't.
He dreams about me, about us. I don't.
I don't deserve him, I don't deserve his feelings, his presence, right by my side. I just don't deserve 'us'. I really don't.
I'm playing with me, with him and with us. And the worst is that.. I don't mind it. I really don't, at all.
We already have our own soundtrack, songs that only we know, only we listen to.. Already have inside jokes, favourite movies, books.. We already have secrets. And a history; we already have a history.
It hurts. My mind, body, heart and soul are confused, lost..
And it hurts, but not just a bit. It really hurts to wake up in the morning trying do decide and sleep, at the end of the day, with the same question still unsolved inside of my head, inside of my mind.. It hurts.
We both know what you feel inside.. but what about me?
Yeah, I really don't deserve this.
I don't deserve it.
I don't deserve us.
I don't deserve him...
I don't deserve you.