I feel wrong.

I think I'm starting to like you.

God, how can I be such a fool?

But you move me.

You make me laugh.

You understand and can relate

To what I'm doing in my life.

I sneak coveteous glances

as you leave the room.

I feel wrong.

Because I think I'm starting to like you

because you're a senior and leaving

Because you have a girlfriend.

God, how can I be such a fool?

-srw

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