Math is where we first met I observed you from my seat,
Occasionally glancing at the door Thought you were cute and cool
Oh no, you caught me staring! Then... things took a weird turn Suddenly you started reeling As if having diarrhea and burn Like a fish out of water, uneasy While miming weirdly at me
Your eyes pointed at my paper, Then a series of stupid motions I had to lip read; you said “answer” You gestured to copy my solution
Oh crap! Stop goading me please… My emotions, bordered love and hate
Infatuation, now, transitioned to regret You ignited an inner battle I can’t take
My grades here weren’t that high! God, I’m no good with numbers! I tried protesting, but your eyes… They were pleading… I surrendered