I met you in the summer.
When life was a fucking bummer.
You asked me why I cry,
But I was way too shy.
There I sat on those stairs.
Wondering if anybody cares.
You offered to talk about it,
But it was too difficult for me to admit.
Cause I was in love with you.
If only you knew!
Seeing you hold her hand
Was something I could not stand.
Watching you walk with her
Caused my mind to stir
Of ideas of you and I.
The reason why I cry.