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First Crush

I can't help but smile at the thought I'll be seeing you Butterflies rise up in my stomach, possibly a whole zoo You don't even know, how many times you crossed my mind Walking to get a drink of water, I glare at you side by side The dimples that rise in your cheeks, whenever your smiling They deepen and flush into a mixture of pink clouds, blending In class during tests, you sit right behind me and my hearts beating Trying to act normal, and once it's done, I turn around and our eyes met Quickly looking at the trophies of the shelves, pretending to look around Your eyes were a bit moisty, you seemed so caring And did I tell you that they're my favorite iris, and color of all times? I felt so lost, I hope you know how much you're worth It took me seven months to realize, all the snap shots in my mind I can't help, but sit on the floor with the chair, from all of this and hide The moment you gave the sweetest compliments Well, your voice was like the whisper of the wind Calm like the baby blue skies, clear Sweet, like the simple things, hello Going down the stairs, I see you catching up But I hurry, embarrassed, walk slowly and pacefully One step at a time, I wait for the special walk And there you go, you take the opposite direction I remember every single word you said They're all in my mind, all in my head You surprised me, by the weird things you say Told me to wait, just wait and expected a hug I remember the first one, and I couldn't reach you You were whispering in class to your friend Looking down, hair covered your face You glared, and I shied away, in grace is this that word, that rhymes with rush? Starts with a c, and says "hush?" It's raining, what to do Time is passing, im fond of you Hope it doesn't take too long Oh no, it sounds like a song hopefully this will all go away it is wasting my time to stay Was this skinny love Or maybe just a dove?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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