orange is such an ugly color, did you know?
it sits on my body like i was the target of a sick student.
its really ugly. but ill try it.
you seem to be carrying an orange pencil everywhere you go, and ive not realized till just now.
i threw the tshirt over my shoulders and adjusted it, changing from my gym outfit.
you were in my class, so it made this a little easier.
with my backpack on my shoulder and hands in pockets, i walked out and over to you.
not to talk to you, not to stare at you, not to over hear your conversation.
but for you to notice me.
but you never did.
