You walked the halls of my school,
Your blond locks flowing behind you
You were not the epitome of male beauty,
So what did enchant me?
You were the silent kind of beauty that could only be noticed with a discerning eye
And I am the observant type
Though, I could not see your ugly
Your mask hid your coldness and showered me with light
You would pick me up in a giant spinning hug
You made everything feel okay
You were exactly what I needed in those times