excited and all,
sparks all around the yellow and orange surroundings of your school,
an unwanted festival of strangers,
you make my heart leap.
a song,
plays in my head
as you walk by.
looking through the pearls of your eyes
there we have a conversation,
we exchange stories.
you're all around,
in my room,
and when i go out.
loving you is a no-brainer.
everything is dissipating like icing on left-over cake.
have i mistakenly forgotten what's delicate and what's never meant to be moved
or did i purposely touch on a non-beneficial subject?