Look

I like being in exams with you,

Because we always look at each other,

A quick, calculated look,

A look meant to look accidental,

But we both know as our eyes meet,

That the look wasn’t accidental,

Just quick and calculated,

A look meant to be seen,

So our eyes would meet perfectly,

And we could have a moment,

Together in our hearts,

A look we held eternally,

Then you looked at your girlfriend,

And I thought of my boyfriend.

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