What could happen

Its alittle bit messed up this thing we call love
sometimes one feels burdened
other times light as a feather
sometimes you get impatient, waiting for an answer
waiting for them to pick up the other line
because you know they want to
Some times we think about returning to the past
but know it will only mess up our future
see I hate to lead you on but I can't stop thinking about another
and though you were here, he too was here
but I confused love for loathe, so we always fought each other
Now we are adults and I can find the words to say
I think I like you and I think you feel the same way
Now I could ignore these feelings
well that isn't quite true, I am always thinking of him
I think thats what people in love do
I have said I love you because it is true
I wish nothing but the best for you
but I cannot say that I am in love, just a great infatuation
With a gentlemen of a friendly nature
and I would like to see what could happen