He's fairly tall. He's quite a distance above my head. He likes to smile. He tells jokes to keep people smiling with him. He's has a wit about him. His mouth is filled with clever words and confident tones. He's sophisticated. He seems to know everything the teacher is about to say. He looked at me yesterday. He reflected the sunlight off his watch and into my gaze. When I met his eyes he smiled. And I felt myself smile in turn.
I never Want to see You try to Become something Other than What you were On the day we met Because If you change Then will we Ever be Like we were Before you started Becoming something You never wanted to be