Dear Ash,
I don't know why
I lose my chivalry
when it comes to you.

I feel ashamed to admit
that I eavesdropped again.
Are you with that short-haired
girl? Are you getting her
anything for the
Valentine's?

Right, I should probably
mind my own business.
If I had had the choice,
I would have thought
twice before falling
and hurting myself.

Back then, you were
there to lift me up.
I just wish to be there
to lift you up, as well.

I shall continue to
write letters of positivity.
If you don't wish me to,
please place a red ribbon
in your locker.

Love,
Butterhead