The night we met

Was just another night.

Your friend introduced himself to mine

And they started talking.

We talked too

And I thought you were cute

So I immediatley became shy.

I followed you to sit with your group

Even though my friend left

Because you all seemed nice.

And, besides, your friend wanted to show me something.

Everyone welcomed me

And I had fun, thinking you did too.

I don't know and I will probably never know.

Your friend gave me his number

But it was yours that I wanted.

I was too shy to ask for it

So I submersed myself

In the group of people.

They treated me like a friend

Not a stranger

So I was glad.

I was sad that the night had to end.

But I would miss you the most.