he looks at me
and then looks away,
straight into her eyes.
i wish she didn't sit between us.

i've never noticed it before,
but maybe when I thought
he was looking at me,
he was stopping one short.

the girl is pretty.
much prettier than i'll ever be.
she has blonde hair, which is always curled,
and sterling blue eyes.

she caught him looking at her once.
she smiled, and he smiled back.
i looked away,
i couldn't stop myself from crying.

no wonder he spends the whole period
looking
at
*her.