I'm crying because I have no clue where you are or how you're doing, yet I know for a fact your laying in a hospital bed right now. Then I remember how we met, in the hospital. My trail of thoughts wonder off and lead me to think that you've met another girl just like you met me.

I'm crying because I don't know where you are or how you're doing, yet I feel like right now you're thinking about someone else instead of me. Then I remember, how pretty all the other girls were. My trail of thoughts lead me to think that you don't like me anymore, and I'm here writing this about you... When you're in a hospital bed... Thinking about her.