Some seem to forget my teacher died

And so did I.

Those some panicked into triable adults,

Paying attention to their formed beliefs of unseen insult.

I couldn't be left alone could I?

My bad...?

Moving on proved what was mine.

All this time,

I was left

Where tied emotions related.

Was I hated?

Some seem to forget my teacher died

And my memories forever revived.

There was so much love to share,

It wasn't some care.

Breaking the surface was the realist,

But even then I was speaking like a killest

To myself...

There was so much...

To them,

I was back sinking,

But I was frozen - forever thinking.

Forever is my love

For a future so deep it doesn't ever need roots.

I was left

Where tied emotions related.