One Day...

Math, my favorite period of the day
But is only because I see your pretty face everyday
You sit right in front of me
You gorgeous hair falling down your back
I know writing poems like these are kind of wack

Sometimes I'd just lean into your hair smelling in your strawberry shampoo
Or dropping my pencil at the side of my desk, just to see what you do
I know no one as beautiful as you would even notice me
But you smile alone brightens my day, even though it's not for me
But hopefully, one day I get enough courage and finally tell you
Just how much I really love you