The classroom hums, a muted drone, He watches her, from his small stone Of quiet longing, unseen, unheard, A silent song, a whispered word. Her laughter rings, a sunlit chime, He feels it steal his stolen time, Each glance she gives, a fleeting grace, A smile that lights his hidden space. He sees her with him, hand in hand, Across the field, a promised land, Where she belongs, where he's denied, A silent wish, a love he hides. He builds her castles in the air, Of whispered dreams, beyond compare, But knows his heart, a fragile thing, Will never hear the songs they sing. She smiles at him, a friendly gleam, Unaware of his unspoken dream, A secret held, a love untold, A story left forever cold.