I crumbled the paper in my fist,
I don't remember,
but for the nth time maybe.
I know I wrote my heart out on it,
And drew hearts
that were small, Just like my courage,
Its just from my side after all....

I smiled at you,
Wanting a smile back.
But the tightness around your jaw,
And the curling fingers was just what I saw.
I think you hate me,
Let alone love me back.