What are you?
That day,
You stood above me
In the noisy classroom.
You said something harsh, which I can't seem to remember
Oh, I thought to myself, was that rude... or confident?
And I asked myself, what are you?
That day,
You stood next to me
In the slow-pouring rain.
You offered me an umbrella, whose color I can't seem to remember
Oh, I thought to myself, was that embarrassing... or romantic?
And I asked myself, what are you?
That day,
You stood before me
In the busy hallway.
You spared me a kind smile and a nod, May 5th , I remember.
Oh, I thought to myself, was that polite... or cute?
And I asked myself, what are you?
That day,
You stood above me
In the quiet classroom, because all I could hear was you.
You caught me looking again, and again, and again—
Oh, I thought to myself, was that confident... or rude?
Now, you always stood above me,
And gave me a flushed smile when I said thank you—
Oh, I thought to myself, was that romantic... or embarrassing?
That day,
You stood before me
In the busy hallway, but all I could see was you.
I looked at you, you looked at me, and we continued
Oh, I thought to myself, was that cute... or polite?
And I asked myself, what have you done to me?