The second
Dear Boy,
Today was the day I met you
Today, but a million years ago
In one ordinary classroom
Our desks arranged in a U
I sat on the third seat from the door
I don't remember her name
I don't remember her face
I don't even remember which subject she taught
I only remember you.
.
You strolling into class and giving her a rose
You reciting that stupid poem
And then, You walking back outside
.
I also remember every girl in the room wanting to be in her place.
From,
a girl.
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