From First Bell to Last Goodbye

The first day came with quiet fear,
New faces, names I couldn’t hear,
Then you walked in, loud and bright,
Like you owned the room at first sight.

Kind in ways you didn’t show,
A hidden warmth I’d come to know,
Handsome smile, a little wild,
Half rebel, half golden child.

You joked too much, the teachers sighed,
You’d laugh it off, all full of pride,
Sometimes you’d listen, sometimes not,
But still, somehow, you gave your shot.

Your voice was loud, your stories too,
The class would turn their eyes to you,
You played around, yet understood,
How someone feels, deep in their mood.

Days turned weeks, then months flew by,
I’d steal small glances, wonder why,
My heart would race when you were near,
Though you never knew I was here.

You’d shine in ways so bold and free,
While I stayed quiet, just watching thee,
Admiring more than I could say,
Hoping you’d look at me one day.

Then came the end, the final bell,
Goodbyes were said, it hurt to tell,
That all this time, from start to end,
You were more than just a friend.

A crush that grew through every day,
In silent words I couldn’t say,
From first hello to last goodbye,
You were my favorite “what if” sky.