Day by day, I sat near your house, wishing I could see you, wishing you would wanna stay with me for a while.

Just like that, hours and hours passed. I finally saw you, happy and all. At that moment, the only thought that flashes on me is run away. I don't want to spoil your cheerful mood. Maybe you hate me, i don't know. 

I'm your friend. Maybe less than a friend, your text buddy. Having no time for me, are just all excuses. You are lazy, plain lazy. You had time, lots of time. Why do you choose your friends over me when we only could meet once in a month? You don't know how to cherish our time together, is it.

When we finally had a chance to meet up, you prefer your phone to me. Texting the rest of the guys' population. You know how I felt? 

Fml, guess I have to work bit by bit, step by step to your heart.