The glance.

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Straining my eyes
I pay attention
To my computer
In class

Tired as ever
I get viciously
Bored
Wanting to know
If you feel
The same way

I mean
About this class
Of course

Casually
I turn ever so slightly
To the back
And gaze
In your direction

My chest squeezed
Because you were
looking
Right back at
me
.

You Are Mysterious حيث تعيش القصص. اكتشف الآن