The Mix Up..

You touch me.
You tease me.
You treat me different.
You call me things you don't call other people.
You touch me.
You LIKE to touch me.
You LIKE to tease me.
You LIKE when I become playful.

So do you LIKE me?

But then. You're attached. So what am I. A third wheel?

I don't think so. Its either I'm the only or I'm out. Because I'm doing just fine by myself.

I'm a cynic. But that's just me. Take it, or leave it.