I dreamt about you for the first time.

I think you’re in my discussion class.

You loved me.

I did not love you.

But I wanted to kiss you.

Because you held me

And even though you did not say it

I could see it in your silent eyes

That you thought I was beautiful

I will tell no one but paper

That kisses

Are a secret that has passed me by.

I wanted to kiss you

but you would not kiss me.