Your Sharade

I honestly had no idea what to title this...

I hate your sharade
I hate that people kept telling me you liked me
I knew they were all wrong,
But I still had some hope that you did

My heart literally broke
The first time I saw you get a girlfriend
And it wasn't the girl you had told me you liked
So I thought you had lied to me

I started crying at the thought
But then decided to text you and ask
I never directly mentioned it
And neither did you

You never told me about her
Then a few weeks later
She finally came up in class
And that would have been the first time I knew

But it hurt me
That you never said anything
You didn't mention
That you had her

I learned that day
That if I wanted to know something
I'd have to ask you directly
Which scares me

I hate to be direct
I loved to play the little games with you
To see if you could ever figure it out
Sometimes you never did

I guess it's ok
That you never liked me
You are a great friend
That I am glad to have

Even though we hardly talk
And you say you're here for me
I can't always believe it
But I guess you're still my friend

I want to believe you're still my friend...