I have seen all of the reasons

All the reasons to believe

There is something there

All the reasons to believe

I should move on

It seems to me,

Every chance you get

You touch me

Whether it's a poke of the side,

Or

Even if it's a graze

Of our fingertips

It seems to me,

You don't want to talk to me

Outside of where we are forced

To be in the same room

Six hours a week

It seems to me,

You want to be near me

You'll sit with me even when

The others are across the way

You'll sit close

To show me the videos

That bring you joy

But the one reason

That will always win

Is that you

Are the beauty

Of the sun

And I'm but a human