Dynamite

He was tired of the frown on his face

He wanted to see a smile on his face

Something he missed seeing

"I have to do something to make him happy"

He wanted to book a jet and buy an island

He knew  he wouldn't like the idea

"The world needs to see his diamond heart"

Sitting a few seats a way from him in class

His heart exploded into pieces 

Whenever their eyes met when he looked behind

His smile was like dynamite 

It exploded every single neuron in his brain 

He wanted to do something 

But another hand was holding his hand.

Ariane Dushime