Crush

Crushed or a crush I don't know but it's a rush He sees you smiled and hesitant Will he ever know the extent Of what you feel for him Of what you think you could be It might be on a whim It's a possibility Seeing him sitting there With personality that flairs His style is tranquil And time seemed to be still Everything I saw made my heart warm I could see it in his eyes it had my soul transformed Imagining his hand into mine Maybe that's what God designed The only answer was on the tip of my tongue I guess my words will stay unsung Desire or be desired If I said I was both I'd be a liar He listens and projects He might be perfect when your seeing him sitting there with his piercings and radiant hair His smile could cure depression His words always left an impression Of something deeper past all perception Everything he would say I would soak up day after day Motivate, exhilarate, invigorating me to dream bigger than before Inspire, aspire, admiring everything he is speaking for He opened my mind and explained his conceptions We walked all the way home and made a new connection The only thing that I know is I want him to like me so Damn much It torments My heart With segments Of hope that departs Will he ever like me it would be a start