More Than A Teacher
I look into his deep brown eyes and everything I can do is wondering how anybody can be so beautiful. He's not the kind of man you would call "sexy", he's more kind of cute. His face is like a child's one, his smile can light up the whole room and make the darkest day sunny and bright. I love his little birthmark under his right eye and the way he dresses. But it's not just the way he is on the outside. Inside of him there's one of the nicest persons I ever met. He has got a big heart and I wish I could feel it beating for the rest of my life. I know he wouldn't hate me if I told him about my love. I'm going to tell him, because he's leaving my school this year. He will move far away and I won't be able to see him for many years, maybe forever. And even though the situation seems to be hopeless, I won't give up on him cause he is my dream. He is my dream, my hope, my light, my love... He's more than a teacher.