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Today in class
You moved to sit beside me
And my heart missed
A beat

Your friends followed,
All sitting nearby
And I sat in silence
Afraid of being judged

The presentation started
And I tried not to look at you
But instead peeked
From the corners of my eyes

The presenters spoke
And I tried to focus
On the droning voice
But you invaded my thoughts

What we had talked about last night,
What I should say to you,
How I should instigate the conversation,
If we were to have one at all

I peek over
And you look miserable
Sick, I remember,
And feel an instant sympathy

Time passes
And fear of being judged
By those around me
Keeps me silent

You fall asleep,
Cold bottle pressed against
Your fevered forehead
And coughs echoing from your lungs

I keep an eye on you
My mind
Half compassion
And half something I cannot describe

I am still to scared
To ask you
"Are you alright?"
I simply think of "what if"s

Write the question,
Then erase,
Write it again,
And decide against it

The pattern repeats
Until the end of the period
And then
You are gone

Should I have said something?
I do not know.
What path would it lead me down?
I want to know

But the time is passed
And there is no going back
There is just remembering
And wondering,

What If?

Description
Today in class
You moved to sit beside me
And my heart missed
A beat

Your friends followed,
All sitting nearby
And I sat in silence
Afraid of being judged

The presentation started
And I tried not to look at you
But instead peeked
From the corners of my eyes

The presenters spoke
And I tried to focus
On the droning voice
But you invaded my thoughts

What we had talked about last night,
What I should say to you,
How I should instigate the conversation,
If we were to have one at all

I peek over
And you look miserable
Sick, I remember,
And feel an instant sympathy

Time passes
And fear of being judged
By those around me
Keeps me silent

You fall asleep,
Cold bottle pressed against
Your fevered forehead
And coughs echoing from your lungs

I keep an eye on you
My mind
Half compassion
And half something I cannot describe

I am still to scared
To ask you
"Are you alright?"
I simply think of "what if"s

Write the question,
Then erase,
Write it again,
And decide against it

The pattern repeats
Until the end of the period
And then
You are gone

Should I have said something?
I do not know.
What path would it lead me down?
I want to know

But the time is passed
And there is no going back
There is just remembering
And wondering,

What If?