By Michelle  e-mail: buffy@huron.net
Date: 19 July 1997

A little too late

I sat in your classroom,
And I dreamed,
That you were looking in my eyes,
Or so it seemed.

So many times,
We passed in the hall,
I'd look at you,
Expression not changing at all.

I'd often wonder,
If you could tell,
The feelings I tried to hide,
Deep inside so well.

Then the day came,
I knew it would,
That I had to say good-bye,
Leave you behind as I knew I should.

Your words, they made me smile,
They meant so much to me,
I wish I could have told you,
Your the only fish in my sea.

We could have been together,
Had it not been for the twist of fate,
That ruined our chances only because,
I was born a little to late.