Yeah, I’ve known for a long time that I’ve been friendzoned.
Not that I have made actual moves or confessed for real. I cannot blame you. “Once bitten, twice shy.” So anything that comes remotely close to a declaration from me is dismissed as a joke or a distraction for a bad day or whatever it is that’s troubling you.
For the record, I have thought about telling you exactly what and how I feel, even if I am confused.
If I said I love you, would it be so bad? Why should it change all that we have? If I say don’t see him, would it be so wrong? What does it take to see him gone? If only you could be strong enough to see that he doesn’t matter to you. You should be making other plans. So I feel I have to say don’t go and throw your life away.
He takes. You give. He leaves you lonely. He makes it hard to listen to me.
Again, I ask, if I said I love you, would it be so bad?
(Lyrics from Colin Blunstone’s “If I Said”)