Fifth Hour

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So close to the end of the day
Twenty minutes left
The hard plastic chair has become almost unbearably uncomfortable
The only thing that makes it slightly bearable is you
I watch you as you stare out the window
You wear boredom well
I just watch you and time speeds up a little bit even as it slows down
The other people fall away
And it's just you and me
Finally
All I ever wanted
But you don't turn around
You don't see me
Even when we're the only ones
I feel something on my shoulder
I turn to see what it was
"The teacher asked you a question"
The silhouette next to me whispers
"Oh" I say as my fantasy falls away

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