Hallway Skies

In whispers soft, the heartbeats race,

A secret dance, a hidden space.

In crowded halls, we brush, we glance,

A fleeting smile, a shy romance.

 

A world of laughter, friends surround,

But deep inside, my thoughts confound.

I guard my heart like fragile glass,

Hoping this spark remains unseen, alas.

 

With every word, I fight the thrill,

The quiet crush, the silent chill.

In shadows cast, I keep it close,

A blooming dream that no one knows.

 

Yet in the night, my thoughts take flight,

In moonlit dreams, we hold on tight.

For now, it’s ours, this sweet disguise—

A secret crush beneath the skies.