It was a Sunday when i first met you. You were really fun to talk to. We played all afternoon it was really fun. I forgot all of my problems that day. I never laughed like that in a long time with someone. You were so eager to talk to me. After a few days i felt something odd, like my heart skipped a beat. It was all so fast. I fell inlove with you. But just as quickly as falling inlove was the same as you leaving me. Wasn't i enough? Or you suddenly liked someone else and decided i wasn't the one. And i really miss you so much.