Thinking in Class

It's about love again (sorry)!

There was nothing special going on that day

Just another lecture

On my side of the room there was

A tension that couldn't be measured

I tried to complete my work

Focus on some new art

But I took one glance at you

Now I can't calm my heart

And of course you don't notice

Oblivious without a clue

Beauty is always wasted

On evil children like you

None the less, if you play dumb

Then so will I 

Dork eyes that are keen

Pink lips that can lie

All is fair in love and war

Of my involvement in fantasy

Just like the idea of us together

It's something that will never be

Author's Note

I know, I know, I write too much about my crush.