Sitting next to Rachel

I slide my elbow to the right,

into her space, on purpose

to get a reaction.

She pokes me with a pencil

to make me jump

and then we look at each other 

and laugh. 

Two years I've been sitting by this girl,

I realize, give or take a summer 

and some breaks. 

And now here we are, 

for the last time. 

I think of all the silent laughter,

of the times I wrote "future Mrs. Tebow"

in her planner,

Boring days I leaned on her shoulder 

to stay awake,

even though I knew I was in her bubble,

and she let me. 

And of course the time she said something 

about me REALLY LOUD,

making everyone turn and stare

at me, who of course 

blushed like crazy. 

I'm going to miss sitting next to Rachel.