"I should be studying."
the look I gave you
or tried to-
was dead serious
but you continued
to distract me
as if controlling
my eyes
to look away
from my notes
"then study something
that still will matter
in a hundred years."
at some point
I could look back at my notes
but never really continued
to engrave them into my mind
because I became infatuated
in studying the words
not of my notes
but the ones scrawled
all over yours
YOU ARE READING
The Middle
شِعر"There's a fine line between the beginning and the end, and we were simply caught in the middle."
