We both sat on lonely islands
In the middle of crowded classrooms
Along bustling hallways
As the swirling currents
Of social interaction
By passed with a nudge and whispers
Our only solace
Those moments in the maple grove
Behind the football field
Where we shared the pain
Bonded by a thread we shared
Easy conversation
I enthralled
As my eyes watched
Her curly red hair wave in the breeze
Her freckles crinkle as she smiled
Emotions played like a movie
In her blue eyes
Together we got through
Those turbulent times
Until next semester
When she never returned
