There was a boy in my English and Art class,
He had the most beautiful eyes,
They were like someone had taken a stormy sky and put it in his eyes.
We were desk partners in Art and would sometimes talk,
When we did I felt myself unintentionally showing my killer smile,
Butterflies would flutter in my stomach.
We had an assignment where we had to draw something in the class,
I had chosen to draw his beautifully interesting eyes,
I had got an A for the assignment.
