It seemed so smart,

At least at the time,

To spill out my heart

Through writing with no rhyme.

Of all the stupid things to do,

I gave that little note to you.

It was in that split second, my soul

Panicked, and so to my room I ran.

Onto the floor I did roll,

For then was when my true hell began.

Of all the stupid things to do,

I had turned and ran away from you.

Now nearly three days are past,

From you, I received nothing but a glance.

I do not care, but why does this pain last?

Alas! 'Twas 'cause I thought I stood a chance,

For of all the stupid things to do

My friend, I fell in love with you.