Am not really smart
am not really bright...

Wake up each day without any tears
wake up and eat breakfast with out a bitter taste...

How have you been?
how are you lately...

This quiet store little store
this dark and little coffee store...

I never could understand
why she would always stand alone...

These stories about love songs and romance
a simple boy and a simple girl...

Each night when you go to sleep
i slowly closes my eyes...

It hurts so hard
when she no longer talks to me anymore...

Wake up everyday
nobody seems to be there when i open my eyes...

Are you over here?
or...

I turned away from my quiet life
and let go of games and those long times...

Dear boy
I really wish i could had told you this in person...