Last Year
In math class last year,
I sat so close to the door
I could almost feel the other students in the hallway brushing up against me.
The same year,
I met a boy with a nice vocabulary and
Something about him made me fidget every time his hand brushed up against mine.
I learned what love was–and not much precalculus–but
What wasn't taught in that classroom was worth so much more to us.