Letters To My Love #Wattys2016

Letter Thirty-Nine

Dear Love,

It's hard to get through the day

when you don't sit beside me.

It's difficult to get through a class

when you sit beside me,

because I'm thinking of all the things i could be doing,

but instead,

I'm here

learning.

I'm thinking about all the things 

that make you perfect

and you don't even notice

me noticing you.

In the classes

that I sit by you,

i can't help but wonder

what your hands through my hair

would feel like,

opposed to writing 

that pointless notes

and listening

to all the endless talking

that makes no sense.

In the classes,

I can't help

but to think how you make so much sense

and how I'd listen to you everyday,

I can't help but think

about you

and how I would die to be in your arms

in the very moments

that the teachers tell us

that love is overrated

and that everything we think

is wrong.

I would love to be in your arms

letting you hold me

and run your hands through me hair,

but instead

I'm taking notes

and listening to a lecture

and day dreaming

about you.