There is
a boy, who catches my bus, with emerald eyes like the lake the
frogs play in during the summer.
He sits with his friends and laughs at little things and when his
friends are silent, he looks out of the window.
I sit two seats behind him and I think he's beautiful.
There is a boy who catches my bus who
acts happy every morning from 7am.
He sits with his friends and gives them half smiles and wears
longsleeves in the middle of the summer.
I sit two seats behind him and I think he is beautiful.
There is a boy who catches my bus with
emerald eyes as empty as a lake during the winter.
He sits with his friends and stares at his lap and when his friends
say something funny, he doesn't laugh anymore.
I sit two seats behind him and I think he is beautiful.
There was a boy who caught my bus who
was found by his parents after he had shot himself.
He wrote a letter a letter to his friends saying that he loved
them. He wrote a letter to his parents saying he was sorry.
He wrote a letter to the girl who sat two seats behind him on the
bus, and told her that he
thought she was beautiful.
There is a boy, who catches my bus, with emerald eyes like the
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