Since The Third Grade

We sat across from each other

every day at school,

but we never said hello.

Oh, I wanted to,

but you were popular.

I, just another boy in school.

In college,

in a chemistry class,

but you never looked my way,

and the chemistry

again failed.

Years breezed by,

we were neighbors.

I watched your children grow,

yet not a word passed between us.

Oh, I wanted to,

but being married,

and I single;

didn’t feel right.

More years wilted away;

now I can finally talk to you.

Can finally say,

I have loved you since third grade.

In this quiet moment,

just the two of us,

oh, it feels sad.

Rising from the ground,

I whisper goodbye.

Now, you are with angels.

8/21/2018

2:36 a.m. - 2:41 a.m.