"we are each the love of someone's life"
Sometimes he smiled
shyly sneaking glances
from across the classroom
Sometimes he slipped
his hand into hers as they
walked through the hallways
Sometimes he dreamed
of waiting for her at the
end of a church aisle
Sometimes he laid
his head on her lap and wished
she didn't have to go
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
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