Since Class Two

🌙 Since Class Two 💫 Since class two, a tiny spark hid softly in my chest, a childish crush that grew and grew, never letting me rest. Years kept passing quietly, but your name stayed the same— a whisper in my every thought, a fire I couldn’t tame. By eleventh, it broke my sleep, turned nights into long sighs; I’d close my eyes to calm myself, but you lived behind my eyes. On 3rd November, trembling hands— I finally spoke my heart, hoping maybe you'd give the chance, hoping love would start. But your “no” fell gentle, clean, and still it cut me deep; since then I wander day by day, and cry myself to sleep. Everyone says “just move on,” like it’s as easy as a breath— but loving you was part of me, and letting go feels like death. I know one day the ache will fade, and time will make me strong, but right now, every step I take still whispers your name wrong.