Crush
There are times I look at you
And see you as a friend
Whereas there might be others
When I'll love you till the end
You tease me all the time
A bully you almost are
But when you blush and say "I'm sorry"
I nearly melt into your arms
I often say "I don't have a crush"
But deep down its a lie
I wish I could go up and give you a kiss
But I am way to shy.
So i'll go
But before I leave
I simply have to know
Do you indeed love me?
Copyright © Brittany Mcminn | Year Posted 2011
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