In Between The Classes

In between the classes, where the world moves slow,
He sits in silence, where she doesn't know.
A glance from afar, her fair skin aglow,
Her presence, a warmth, a secret he'd never show.
Her long black hair falls like night’s gentle veil,
Short in height, yet her spirit prevails.
She walks by him, unknowing of his stare,
Lost in her world, unaware of his care.
The bell rings loud, the crowd moves fast,
But he lingers behind, making each glance last.
In the corner of the college, where shadows play,
He waits for the moment, but words never say.
For he’s just the boy with the heart held tight,
Admiring the girl who shines so bright.