always carrying a stoic expression
cemented.
until you see someone you'd like to get with
or one of your favorite snakes.
you radiate a black presence
a dark storm that tears up the halls
that only rarely
shines light through.

i wasn't sure why you sat next to me.
in my most important class.
but i never asked,
in fact, it never bothered me.

it wasn't until my best friend told me
that you admired me.
my passion.
my strive.
my dedication,
why didn't you tell me?
i'm sure id light your face up,
with my smile,
with pink dust cascading over my cheeks.