I look up upon the night sky,
Wishing i was more of a perfect guy.
The story of Romeo and Juliet,
Makes me wonder how much worse it could get.
The girl I love, wouldn't talk to me,
So I went back home to sleep.
The next morning,
Surprisingly sunny,
I received a knock on the door,
And it was her!
So now I stand here,
Shuffling my socks up,
That the girl I loved,
Said she loved me back!
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