To the girl who can make me cry

To the girl who can make me cry:

I smile whenever I see you,

But my heart breaks and inside I die.

I’m sorry if indeed I hurt you.

 

Please tell me if I can fix this mess,

Fading memories of us two.

There’s something I must confess,

Lately I’ve been feeling blue.

 

I’m trying so hard every single day,

To break down stone walls,

That you built. You can make me pay,

But don’t ignore my calls.

 

I didn’t have many friends before here,

I’m sorry for my mistakes.

The loss of friendship is my worst fear,

My smiles to you are fakes.

 

Because I’m in the fifth-floor study room,

Tears running down my face.

Palaiseau skies filled with clouds of gloom,

Between us a big wide space.

 

You were there for me when I needed you,

You still have love for me.

So just talk to me even for a minute or two,

Or tell me to leave it be.

 

I would much rather have you hate me,

Over mere civil indifference.

It's pathetic but I’d beg "please save me",

If not for my unusual diffidence.

 

With you I only wish for some more time to spend,

Nothing hurts like friends forever coming to an end.