Tap. Tap. Tap.
They tap and chew on their pencils.
Geeks. Goths. Jocks.
Cheerleaders. Art lovers.Here they can't sit apart.
They sit beside each other.
Each from different groups.Forcing puzzle pieces to fit.
The same students in homeroom
Have fifth period with meSun kisses my cheek
And casts shadows on my desk
I like my desk where it is
The window is my best friendThe leaves in the trees distract me
And the demons are quiet at last
Angela sits beside me
Doodling a cat to the back of her handMy eyes fall to the tree
To tiedye eyes' tree
It's silly to think he's there
He's in class.
He has to be.To my surprise, there he is!
leaning against the trunk
Shoulders heaving up and then down
He's wearing the school's track suit
Beige tank top and shortsHe stares up at the branches
His hair falling away from his face
How can he look so beautiful
I blame the sun.
The sky.
The trees.
But I know it's just him.A water bottle in his hand
He dumps a little on his head
Does he have P.E?
I can't tell for sureHe sits into the grass
And the only thing I can do is stare
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Caroline Rose [discontinued]
ChickLitShe battles with demons. She battles with life. But the only hope she found Was in those beautiful tiedye eyes.