did you know?
how scared i was when you left for that event,
on that warm autumn night?
afraid you'll find someone better,
someone who is prettier,
someone who has similar interests with you,
someone who actually deserves you.

did you know?
that i keep telling myself,
that i can't tell you not to talk to certain people,
that your heart's not in my hands,
that you're not mine.

did you know?
i constantly ask myself,
why you chose to start a conversation with me that night,
when you already had a girlfriend back home,
and a girl,
trailing behind you.