A poem intitled Crush.
CRUSH
Why do I feel this way when I hear your name?
Why can't I wait 'till I see you?
Why do I shake when I say a simple hi?
Why do I get excited from that hi?
Why do my friends not understand?
My friend says it love, but is it?
There are so many questions I ask about this.
But, I have to resist.
I want to say my feelings.
But, you may laugh.
I don't even know you that well.
Why do I go through this hell?
Everyday I wait and see if you will talk to me.
But, you seem like you barely even notice me.
I see you and it makes me smile, sometimes.
But, it seems like just a crush to me.
My friend says its love.
Could it be just that?
My stomach does flips when you walk past.
Maybe it is puppy love,
And I just don't relize it.
Maybe my friend can see it better than me.
But, sometimes your all I think about.
I should wrap this poem up,
before I say to much,
about my crush.
Just one last thing...
My crush is on you.