My mind always drifts to thoughts of you, hoping you are happy even when I have no clue.
I wonder if you know about these feelings I hold, sitting in my chair with my mind untold,
and when we leave the class I see your beautiful eyes, and regret to say a day's goodbyes.
But then I remember has I see your smile, that this school year will be the best for awhile.
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