TO THE BOY IN CIVIL CLASS

TO THE BOY IN CIVIL CLASS

To the boy in civil class, I swear I am not weird,

I saw you today from my hostel window and almost shouted hiii

I know you were from klabuu and you had just done your drawing CAT

I know things. I know things concerning you so I can put you in my prayer.

If you were close enough I'd tell you how handsome you looked today

Even if it was just a black trouser and a black hood

I'll tell you how much I want you

I was taught not to start a sentence with 'because' or but....

But I want you to know, having me is a blessing

Because I am black gold

Probably your 2 am dream

I want you to understand that my eyes flicker when I look at you,

When you react to my message I feel my heart move

I want you to know everything about me that is there to be known

I want you to know my insides

But how will you know when the only time I talk to you i say

"Are you done with yesterday minutes meetings?"

To the boy in civil class....maybe you'll hear my soul without me speaking

Maybe you'll see how I behave around you

Maybe you'll know from a friend

And once you do,

I hope your response will be auwwww I can make her mine.

To the boy in civil class

Let's rewrite this story together.

TAKE 2

TO THE BOY IN CIVIL CLASS

The first time I wanted to talk to you I didn't

I took a seat and sat next to you hoping you'd say hi

And you did

I thought you didn't sound like that before you spoke

Your voice was perfect.

I wanted to ask for your number but I knew a perfect opportunity would present

To the boy in civil class,

I haven't done my assignment yet I take time to write you a poem

A poem about you

For you

My pen bleeds in heart emojis (I don't know if this line makes sense)

Heart emojis that I can't risk to send to you....

YET

To the boy in civil class,

I don't know if you are vulnerable

I ask you things like, is this okay with you?

Because I don't want to hurt you

I don't know how you would behave under certain circumstances,

I want to ask things like, "have you completely healed from your last relationship?"

Do you need closure,

I can be your therapist.

To the boy in civil class,

What if a black girl knew that she would love you someday

Would you love her back?

What if she came up and said,

I am not a false definition of a true loves kiss

Because everything she ever dreamed of she sees it in you.

Can you be her prince charming?

What if this black girl wanted to grow with you

And promise not to take your black hoodie?

What would you say?

TAKE 3

To the boy in civil class,

The only mistake you ever do is being cute,

And the only mistake I do is wanting you

I think of adding more lines to this poem

Hoping I'll never come back to it and cringe so hard

So I choose to end it here

From Bett

A damsel

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