It was the way you wrote my name,
On that first letter you left me.
Lydia,
I think I like you,
Will you go on a date with me?
It was kind of a bad way to ask a girl out, but I was naive, so I said yes
Because of the way you wrote my name.
YOU ARE READING
Cosmos
CerpenAnd in all of the universe. In all of the world. I happened to meet you.
