Dear Diary (Oliver)

It's another boring monday

And I couldn't care much less for what the teachers say

So I'll take advantage of the time and catch up on my sleep

It's another tired tuesday

I'm barely awake

The faculties abuzz with news; a new student, they say

The new girl's stirring up some trouble, it would seem

Today

You stole

My attention with the news

And so I'll write about it

For the twenty-first of june

Even if it's just a little footnote with a star,

Something separates this moment from the others

My life,

It always had a way of arranging

But now I find it's changing

Even if it's just a glance from you to me shared from afar,

I would never trade this moment for another

Ah, dear diary, I write in red 'cause

These words come straight from the heart.

Ah.

It's a real exciting wednesday

Have you heard?

The class erupted with laughter,

Hung on your words

And in an instant, I was falling for your spell

All too suddenly it's thursday

I worked up some nerve

To face you and your blinding smile,

Although it hurts

I guess that girl is really something; I can tell.

Ah.

Today

You drew

My interest with your words

And so I wrote you in my notes

For june the twenty-third.

The lights grew dim and there you stood

As though waiting just for me

Though your back was turned,

"Just look my way,"

I pleaded.

It was friday

With a smile you turned and asked me for my name

Like a spark of fire I realized what I needed

My life,

It always had a way of arranging

And I like the way it's changing

Now with you here at my side, the days, they don't seem quite as long

This once grayscale scene is now alive with color

And I would never trade this for another,

This moment I'll share with you.

Ah.