When someone tells me
that they like me.
My first response is to deny it.
I don’t see why they’d like me in the first place because
I’m not the best person out there.
There are far much better looking,
someone who’ll get them,
and someone who can make them happy,
out in the world, but they chose me.
I don’t get it and I just can’t grasp that very idea
because I’ll feel as if they’re joking around
and I’ll be the one getting hurt.