I watched my prince come in
Walking down a classroom aisle
He sat right infront of me,
He turned in his seat and smiled
A slow charismatic turn of lips.
I looked down at my book
Doodling tiny hearts
In tune to my fast beating heart.

The next day he sent me a note
'I like how you can't meet my gaze'
I swear i turned red
Even if am black and can't blush.
I scribbled a :p on the note
Passed it right back.

One day he asked me
' are you ever going to say anything?'
I asked for his name
He said we could trade names for a week
He was Jessie i was Jesse
We laughed at the word play.

He stayed after class the next day
We spoke through texts and notes
He perched on my desk and said
'That was nice. We should keep doing this'
I gathered up my books
He backed me into a corner
Kissed life into me
This was the start of our romance.