Yeah
Walking down the street with a flower in my hand
Found it on some grass right beside a pot can
I tried to write a poem, but it wasn't making sense
It's okay if you don't like me as long as we can be friends
Summer just started, I just finished grade 4
My cheeks turning bright as I step up on your porch
See your dad through the window watching TV Channel 4
Hoping I don't stutter once you open up the door
Knock, knock, foot steps getting closer
Trynna stand tall keep my ground like a soldier
I don't talk to girls especially when they're older
Then it swings open, and the air feels colder
You sit beside me on the bus
When you're hungry share my lunch
Playing tag under the sun
My grade 4 crush
You were my grade 4 crush
Ayy, yeah
I'm in grade 12 now, I know we don't talk much
Unlike grade 4, when you had me starstruck
Heard you started working at the nursery, ayy
Saving up money for university
"You were a smart girl," that's what my mama always said
But it's hard to hang out, with different ways that we had
But I'm glad that we met, promise I won't forget
The things that we learned and the times that we spent
Like waiting for the bus under the rain under my raincoat
Laughing at my jokes because our thoughts were on the same boat
Sail up to the sea with our imagination
And everything we did had me fascinated
I know you felt the same way but wonder if you forgot it
When I think of memories my heart starts throbbing
Wish we kept going, but every journey's got to end
Hope you find the type of love we had once again