How did I fall in love with her before I even knew her name?
I can't help but recall how I used to admire her from a distance for years.
I keep asking myself, "What if?" and I need answers.
As I smoke cigarettes from the roof.


It's killing me inside not to ∼
It tears me apart not to tell her what I've felt. I'm still astray in my own imagination thinking of her.
I'm...