Is this love? I look at you in adoration everyday. I leave flowers on your desk. I left roses at your desk when you first arrived. You swept them off your desk and into the trash bin. On the second day, I left tulips on your desk, it symbolizes perfect and enduring love. You did the same. On the 3rd, orchards. You seemed a bit annoyed. Did you notice it was me?

     I try to speak to you but you just brush me off. Why does my heart skip a beat? Countless times. Countless... what do I do? I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know... When will you see me?

     I saw you kiss another girl the other day. You were blushing and she was smiling like a flower blooming in spring. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks. What do I do, what do I do, what do I do, what do I do, what do I do, what do I do?! You don't love me but I do! I wish you could talk to me! When do you see? I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish... I tried to confess my love for you but you weren't listening and just smiled at me and brushed me off and kissed THAT GIRL. Was this a punishment for the sins I've committed? What did I do to deserve this? I DON'T DESERVE THIS. Why? Why? Why?