В Принстоне от одиночества меня потянуло на лирику...

[polia_fish]

You took my hand
At the bar under the table...
A typical moment
That was or wasn't maybe...

And when we left that place,
You kissed me while standing on the sidewalk.
It felt like heaven or an outer space.
I wish I could replay it. Non-stop.

I don't know why
I'm writing this to you right now...
It's been a while...
You never looked at me and never asked me out
ever since.