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crush
i know having a crush can be both a beautiful thing and a scary thing.. thinking about them 24/7 to blushing when getting a message makes me happy 💖
i will admit i am nervous as fudge having a crush on him. i’m nervous because having a crush on him reminds me of a perfect love story i read about
half a poem, half a rant
pretty pink lips and brown eyes like black holes i get sucked into every day
quite literally m my man but not really because he's not, we're just classmates
this is really stupid but I've known him for 5 months and I want him o love me
i want him, i crave him, i don't even know what that means
i want him to love me when we barely speak, and he has a lovely fr g" "girl best friend" who i can't tell if she's more than a best friend
and shes so nice,she's so pretty, and i have nothing against her and if anything i couldn't dare ruin their perfect
but i barely know anything because we barely speak, and i don't know how to speak to him
but the other day he gave me a gum wrapper heart
and i cling to that heart that token of hope, my chance of a chance with the most beautiful guy i've ever met
To My mid school Crush,
all of a sudden one day you took my attention. I never believed that I will like you. You remember when you first started to talk to me after years of school. At 8th grade, when I used to tease you by your elementary school crush name and you used to be mad at me. But soon you also get your tricks to tease. You used to take my name as your crush when I tease you. And that's where I fell for you first. Still I didn't know my feelings for you, and never even want to grow my feelings for you. Believe me, but I really got happy when the class used to ship us. Maybe you took it as a joke but I didn't. Soon this teasing game turns to our conversation and I really loved it. But I never feel the way you made me feel. Nor you were handsome and nor you were popular but those nerd boy sits at the very last bench made me sense my first crush. A real one. Things were good at that time, I never expected anything from you.
But the day I still regret to not tell my feelings. I know High school changes everything and it absolutely did it to me. The day you also have a crush on but unfortunately it's not me. I pretend to be happy when you tell me that you have a crush on that girl. It breaks my heart. And from that day no more teasing, no more talk, no more laughter, no more feelings between us still only tons and tons of tear rolling down my heart. I still think don't you ever knew that I liked you? I felt for you or didn't you feel for me that way? Yeah. I accept that I need to tell you my feelings but always this "BUT" stops me. Well, if you're reading this then do one thing for me just confessed your feelings to that girl. Don't be like me.
It's always been me tiptoeing to kiss you and not you bend down to kiss me.
I'd watch the same movies over and over again if it meant spending time with her
getting to see her pretty face in person is a luxury i wish i could experience more often
sucks she lives across a river from me and our boyfriend :[
If we had a staring contest
I would never look away
I’d get lost in your soft brown eyes
Every inch of your display
The way you care about me
And kill me every time you talk
Warms me in every way
I always get lost in your timeless presence
Every second slips away
yeah a crush is cool and all, but have you ever had a "crush" that doesn't feel like a crush? you wake up every morning thinking about them, look forward to meeting them next, waiting impatiently to see them, a constant replay of them in your head. if you go too long, even a day, without meeting them, there's this inexplainable sadness that creeps inside me. the little touches make you feel warm. never electric. just warm. always anticipating their texts, the little comments they make linger in my mind the rest of the day. the week even. endless staring and staring and staring. unconciously. subtly, i try. the eye contact. god, the eye contact. it feels like the even the milliseconds multiply into milliseconds. my heart stops. but the thing that convinces me that it isn't a crush is the "butterflies". there was never once that feeling when you look at them, it's peaceful, and it's like your breath just catches in your chest, and the seconds seem to stretch on a little. i don't have a clue on what im saying. and what this is. it only seems to grow with time.
