Every time I look at you in the eye,
and I asked why,
I really wanna know what you're thinking.

I love to look at you,
and see every detail on your face.
Wondering why on earth am I so besotted with you?

Sometimes I do look away,
cause I feel so shy with you around
Why oh why?

A student's thoughts

Books that bogged down,
As I trudge along the way to school.

Every day is a new beginning.
As I begin another journey to school.
Along the journey,and all that scenery;
My mind wanders.

Not to math,not to science.
But conjuring words of whims,
Of how,of when
I can break away.

6 months is all that's left.
So near yet so far.

It is
To the end,to the start.
Of all journeys.