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.