I believe that we’re in this together.
I laugh into your shoulderblades as you point out failing grades on the spreadsheet, whispering what would be mean, if you were mean. If you really did say that you're not staying in honors, I'll miss this, I'll miss you.
You say you didn't know my name for most of the semester, but I didn't know your face for over two months, always laughing into your back. Yet you turn around, and there your face is. And what does it say but, "What do I look like, like an idiot? Of course I'm staying." And weirdly, to serious goosebumps, I'm so glad.
You say you didn't know my name for most of the semester, but I didn't know your face for over two months, always laughing into your back. Yet you turn around, and there your face is. And what does it say but, "What do I look like, like an idiot? Of course I'm staying." And weirdly, to serious goosebumps, I'm so glad.