I glance at the back of your head.
You turn.
I burn, I pine, I perish.
You smile.
I smile back, a clockwork smile,
mechanical and unreal.
You turn away,
But not before torturing me with those eyes.
I've always loved brown eyes.
I copy down letters and numbers.
I watch you write in cursive.
I've always loved cursive.
You tap your feet.
I love feet.
You scratch your neck.
I love necks.
You
you
you...
I love.
But I can't love you,
It's not allowed.
You don't want me to love you.
I'm your friend.
You don't want friend love.
Why am I forbidden?
I've always loved brown eyes.