Our first subject, has started late.
Boredom in class, it’s just my fate.
And after this, I might look for a date.
As I peek in your classroom, and tried to wait.
From now on, I’ll hate Fridays.
Coz I don’t have the chance to see your beautiful face.
And as I write, I wonder, where are you now?
I also hope, that I could give you this letter somehow.
If you’ve decided, that your studies are at stake.
Then forever I promise, I’m willing to wait.
I rushed on writing, as I see you outside.
A smile in my face, I cannot hide.
But then when I came out, you’re already gone.
I tried to look for you, and even asked someone.
I frowned when they told me, you’ve gone home.
I felt this sadness, as I was left alone.
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