I can see the unrequited love thing, but I don't think it's all that plain. He says I don't know why you're mean to me and then I don't know WHAT you mean...sounds like he's not sure what he feels. Maybe it's the thrill of the hunt. The sloppiness, the uncertainty not just of whether the felings are reciprocated, but also of what he truly feels himself.
Perhaps its an affair, or an old romance revisited. And both people enjoy the fantasy and chase of it all, but both know or at least suspect that at some point, it will end. And end that's protracted by a familiar breaking point where their "currencies" no longer jive. But for this moment in time, it's extremely intense and foolish and careless, but wonderful.
I can see the unrequited love thing, but I don't think it's all that plain. He says I don't know why you're mean to me and then I don't know WHAT you mean...sounds like he's not sure what he feels. Maybe it's the thrill of the hunt. The sloppiness, the uncertainty not just of whether the felings are reciprocated, but also of what he truly feels himself.
Perhaps its an affair, or an old romance revisited. And both people enjoy the fantasy and chase of it all, but both know or at least suspect that at some point, it will end. And end that's protracted by a familiar breaking point where their "currencies" no longer jive. But for this moment in time, it's extremely intense and foolish and careless, but wonderful.