FLOWERS

There was a boy I liked a lot.
Picked me a flower, so I thought. 
My heart filled with love, as he shot me a glare, 
"Not for you, for her over there."
My eyes filled with tears, and one fell to the floor, 
He didn't even notice the dress that I wore. 

There was a girl a few years later, 
I thought for sure that I would hate her. 
A funny feeling, I felt happy,
But I thought she'd look right past me. 
"Hello" she said "these are for you, 
I thought you'd like some flowers, too"