It was in the Student Health Services building.
They were holding hands.
She looked tired and nervous.
He looked tired and worried.
I wish she wasn't positive.
I wish I knew for sure he stayed with her.

It was in Geology class.
Her frizzy hair was smashed under an orange cap and her mousy face dotted with acne.
She leaned over me and tapped the guy in front of me with her pencil.
His better dressed shoulders turned and he accepted the note she handed him.
His also acne covered face burned red as he opened the note and then closed it before it was read all the way.
I wish his clothes didn't matter and that love note had worked.