i stare at the pen in my hands
and think

i'd give
just about anything
to write my life
in

pencil

I see you in music
notes are steps
closer to you
press play and
we never pause

He's just a  boy
I'm just a girl
He's in love
I'm in love
But I'm in love with him
And he's in love with someone else
he happily in a relationship
and i fantasize a relationship between us

Whenever I steal a glance at you
No matter how fleeting the image is in my memory
The photographer in me comes to life, trying
Trying to note the focal point of your body
The light source
Shadows, colors, position
blink
The artist in me turns on, and
I secretly trace the outline of your shoulders
I recreate every single strand of your hair
On invisible paper
blink
The poet in me struggles to the surface, attempting
Attempting to describe the texture of the skin
I never touched, the lips I haven't kissed
Wanting to put into words feelings I can't even fathom
blink
All the while, the student in me desperately tries
Not to let the inevitable sigh escape from my lips
In the middle of class
Whenever I steal a glance at you

Music is my life
And I’m not even all that great at it
I can barely read music sheets
And I’m far off from having perfect pitch
My singing is sometimes off tune
And I stumble over notes

But to me
While I play Rock Band
And sing Karaoke
I don’t care that I’m not good
I just sing
Because it gives me passion
And sets me free.