to the girl who sits across the room,
I see you.
I see the way you lean in your chair,
and the books your carry in with you.
I see how long your hair is,
and how your eyes carry weight in every glance.

to the girl who sits across the room,
I hear you.
I hear your thoughts ring brilliantly,
and the way you speak so softly.
I hear your words in slow motion,
and wish you could say more,
if only to me.

to the girl who sits across the room,
i'm thankful for the hours we spend,
seeing. listening. feeling each other's presence.
I want more time with you. Eternity even.