Today you walked in, back in
And my breath caught in my throat
A silent “Oh shit” rang through the classroom
I looked, you didn’t
You walked across, sat far away
I’m sorry you feel strange
Class starts, continues
I still look, you still don’t
Papers rustle, bags are packed
It's over
It's over
I near the door, touch the handle
Our eyes meet, finally, after years
And wordlessly we leave
Separate in the same bubble
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