I just need one minute with you, I have a lot to say to you but you slipped through my hands. You are gone with no name for me to call you by. I still look at your empty seat, hoping you'd rush into class and look back to give me you precious smile.
My friends hated me for not saying "hi" but how could I when your presence made me completely mute. I miss you eyes on me, I miss how we'd completely silence the lecture just by locking eyes.
The history of our people may be dark but I hope if it's ment to be I'd see you again.