i met you in the bookstore
we both went to grab the same book
you insisted i have it
but i told you no because there were more books left anyways
you said you liked a girl who stood with their opinion
it didn't make much sense but i took it that you liked me
i'll admit i was quite a stuttering mess when you asked me to dinner
but now, now i can't even breathe out a word to show how much pain i am in
[you choked me up with your words, and then with your hands] - p. f.
