I come in and sit down, tired.Looking around, and then to the seat.
I check the time, 12:13, 7 more minutes.
Hand up against my face, eyes down.
Sleepy, eyes up to the door, then seat.
Head back down, doodling, waiting.
Looking up, the seats finally occupied.
What's this class again?
Staring and doodling keep me awake.
Mostly staring and waiting, but for what?
Hand raises, an answer, a glance back.
My heart beating, my eyes focused.
Just as our eyes were connected, they weren't
Always thinking, still tired, was I noticed?
Class over, things gathered, gone!
Breathe in, breathe out, she is beautiful!
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