Yellow Shirt

Walking down on a crowded street surrounded by blue umbrellas. I keep on walking, trying to find your eyes among the strangers I met. In a crowded place like this, I always wanted to find you.

Wearing a yellow shirt hoping you'll find me first. The same shirt you love. The same shirt I wore on our first date. With hope in my heart, I roam around the street once more.

Until I saw a red umbrella who caught my attention and our eyes met. But suddenly a girl from my behind traipsed into your direction. You smiled brightly at her. That is when I realized I am not the girl who makes you smile anymore. I am not the girl you wanted to meet that night. I am not the girl you are in love with. I am just your past and the story of you and I is over.