leaning on you 
on the fourth floor
your arms wrapped tightly around my waist
half closed hazel-green eyes
smiling just for me
your nose sniffing the shampoo in my long black hair
your budding goatee tugging at the strands
stuck on your chin 
as you spot a friend coming down the hall
untangle your slender limbs from mine
with a hurried expression
serene look lost
and slide out from under my grasp
to greet her~
she, whose legs stop where my ribs end
she with the hourglass figure,
soft blond hair that falls perfectly into place
she who ran her fingers up your muscular thigh
not that long ago
she who could have half the boys in the school
she who wanted you
~ just as you greeted me
a small kiss on her forehead
she savors the touch of your lips 
from the dainty kiss
until her affable eyes meet the venom
in my eyes
for a split second before I turn away
your eyes avoid mine
as you pick up your backpack 
and rush off to a class
you forgot you had a minute ago