I hate that feeling when you’re absent
I hate waiting for you to come in cause you’re always late anyway,
And when I realise you’re not there,
My heart plunges and sinks into a deep ocean of sadness
Who would I pay attention to during these classes?
Who would always say the right things to make me smile?
I hate yet love how you irritate me but make me feel better at the same time
I always take a breath of relief everytime I see your face
I always get butterflies everytime I catch your eyes staring back
Just a small shift of the pupils,
But I catch it,
And my hopes fly up higher than rockets in space
I just hate days when you’re not there,
It’s like a huge hole in my heart,
Just waiting to be filled with your presence the next day