This is an apology letter,
to the boy with starry-eyes.
I hope you know I'll love you,
until each one of us dies.
I'm sorry for how I treated you,
I'm sorry about our past.
I'd go back and do it again,
I'd try to make us last.
But sadly I cannot,
you don't love me anymore.
So I close myself off now,
I lock myself behind my door.
I do not wish to be disturbed,
I just want to weep.
But it ends up me writing,
and getting little to no sleep.
So starry-eyed boy, tell me,
did I ever make you grin?
Was what we had ever special,
or did you toss our love in the bin?
Starry-eyed boy,
I want to kiss you like before.
I want you to need me like I need you,
I want you to want me more.
But alas that cannot happen,
you're in love with my friend.
So all in all, starry-eyed boy,
this is where we end.