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Sitting in class,

Next to a Girl.

With short golden hair,

And Earrings of pearls.



Laying her head,

On her binder.

She closes her eyes and so do I.

As I try to find her.



I look in my mind,

To find this classmate.

She opens her eyes and turn,

And my my heart suddenly breaks.



She sits up,

And my concentration shatters.

Even if I talk to her,

It wouldn't really matter.



She'd just ignore me,

And turn her head away.

I go back to writing notes,

With My Heart in Dismay



It lasts for three seconds,

Not a very long time at all.

She looks at me,

Then turns away and I silently bawl.