Familiar chestnut locks descend and cruelly conceal your sweet face And your normally-sparkling hazel orbs appear like faded mirrors,
Reflecting the brutal world that's laid out before you.
Longingly attempting to lock into your portal into which I can forever stare,
Polluted rain cascades from the merciless storm clouds that cloud your thoughts and positivity.
I twiddle my thumbs thunderously as I stare into your normally-vibrant portal
That now appears as an eternal black hole that loudly ostracizes me
As the ominous walls cave into the opening to your world, Ridding you of your smile.
Ridding you of your positivity.
Ridding you of you.
Tears well up from my lower stomach and threaten to break down my concrete walls
As my stored-up desperation and yearning creates a gaping void between us.
In this moment, my heart shatters and the world becomes a muffled distraction.
The device that connects our paths is nothing more than a piece of 21st century pollution.
The class that connects our paths is nothing more than a room full of burned-out adolescents.
I feel helpless.
Neglected.
Disconnected.
And my heart shatters into pieces when I'm unable to see you smile.