Ever Wonder of the Note?
Passed down classroom ailes?
That never got to your crush
Because Destiny Isn't Chosen like that.

Drowning in Rumors
of Your Hearts Happiness
A despairing thought Knowledge
That cannot be undone
as I Bumped into Trouble
When I Bumped Into a The Bad Boy
Even though I awoke within a Bubble
I really hate Monday's . 😒

Everyone arrives just excited to tell their Weekend tales.
While professors bring surprise quizzes to End the gale.
And I sit in the midst of humanity ,
Mind stale of yesterday's gin
and learn not feel it at all.

Drowning in Regret
and feeling the tug of Fates Follow
as he asked for a dance
Many Moons Ago.

Who Would we Have been ?
If She bookwormSarah
Hadn't declined,
To take a walk
And have some Wine ,

Instead of whine here and wonder
if reality would always be ,
as Stagnant as a Monday's classroom Aisle .

Looking at my Life
In a glass mirror's reflection
Love
smiling back at me
and evaded emotions
On this pallette of paint.