They drew tiny sketches
On eachother journals
Ignoring the video
In my 8th period spanish class
No words where even spoken between them
Just side eye glances and smiles
I gave then disappointing glares
To get back to the lesson
They rolled their eyes
And got back to the notes
Who would guess
Such a small moment
Would be the last they had together
Before the man in a mask walked in
And stole their childhood
With the pull of a trigger
Maybe if I had known
I would have let him keep making her laugh
For her last time
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 9:04 PM UTC
They drew tiny sketches
On eachother journals
Ignoring the video
In my 8th period spanish class
No words where even spoken between them
Just side eye glances and smiles
I gave then disappointing glares
To get back to the lesson
They rolled their eyes
And got back to the notes
Who would guess
Such a small moment
Would be the last they had together
Before the man in a mask walked in
And stole their childhood
With the pull of a trigger
Maybe if I had known
I would have let him keep making her laugh
For her last time
