Every morning he gets...
the first thing he thinks about...
his girlfriend...
and how he makes her...
feel safer around him...
than most of her friends...
he walks to school...
patiently waits...
to see her...
to hold her in his arms...
to kiss her...
to walk her to her first block class...
to talk to her about anything...
to feel her cold, soft hands...
to see her smile...
he sits there...
why he has to leave her side...
at the end of every day...
wonders why...
he likes her eyes so much...
why he cant say...
I love you...
wonders why...
he thinks of he and her.