Pick me.

I wish I could just tell you straight out to pick me. That I want you to choose me over her. But who am I kidding? you're not going to do that.. or will you? You tell me you love me and that you are getting attached to me. These past 18 days have been great. It feels like old times again. Like how it felt when we first started going out.. I feel so happy with you. It feels so right to be in your arms again. It feels like you're mine.. even though I know you're not. Everyday you talk to me you talk to her also. I don't know what to do anymore. If I should even stick around. When I think of it, I feel like I'm just getting played. Like you don't even plan on picking me. You're just along for the ride. Whatever I don't know. I'm just going to get hurt. I need to accept the fact that when the 29th comes. I'm going to get my heart broken again. 11 days. At least I'll have the memories.. we'll just go back to the way things used to be.. you with her and me alone.