I asked you if you liked me, you said no...

I asked you if I was pretty, you said no...

I asked you if I was in your heart, you said no...

I asked you if you would cry if I walked away, and you said no...

So I walked away... and you grabbed my arm and said...

"I don't like you, I love you..."

"You're not pretty, you're beautiful..."

"You're not in my heart, you ARE my heart..."

"And, I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I would die...