More than just a brick on the wall.

You could have been good.
And you could have been bad.
But XI H
You were among the best I ever had.

=] So Thank You.

For being such a pleasure.
For being more than another chamber in the factory.

You were hard to escape.But easy to breathe in.
And the air is welcome.As is the little of the sky that I could see from your window.Because classrooms tend to get claustrophobic.And the mind tends to wander.
Thank You for not being a drag.For showing me that not everybody has been corrupted by these white-washed walls.
And lastly,for that little more hope.

I shall remember.

PS.I leave my desk as inheritance.Something to remember me by.Hope you like it.
Much love,

Hopelessly Sanguine.