It breaks my heart every time you walk away. It's like you think that everyday, me following you is just nonsense. But you know, I really like you. Day by day, these feelings grow deeper and harder to control. Do you have any idea how it stresses me out? But I'm just fool for believing in this childish love. I wait for every night's dreams to come true, I wait for every thought of you to surface. You look and smile at others as though it's nothing but to me, you're never showing a smiling face. Why? It is because I've caused you stress when it's even more to me? When the hurt is more to me than it is to you, do you feel anything at all? Do you even think of me during the cold? Have you ever dreamt of me when you're lonely? And the serenade continues to play as I entertain these thoughts.