you're in my history class today
you sit in the middle row
i sit in the back row
you wore black hoodie
and you kept trying to cover
your wrists
it's early fall
and it isn't really cold
but i just shrugged it off
because
i think you looked so pretty in black
and you always wear black
it's like
you're going to a funeral
i kept starring at your back
and didn't realized
that the teacher
was calling me
and it made him
mad
because
instead of paying attention to him
i'm paying my attention to you
so i got my detention
after school
but it's okay
it worths
because i'm paying attention
to god's masterpiece
and
i never regret it
p.j.m
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hurricane • p.j.m
Fanfictionin which her smile looked so bright while her ocean-blue eyes told something different, and he tried to find it out