Crushed
I have
a crush on you.
I didn't get it at first,
I still don't get it now.
But it hurts.
It tears
me open,
and rips me apart.
So I try
to stay confident.
Then somehow,
you knock down my walls.
I'm defenseless,
and weak
against you.
But I do get one thing.
Why they call it a crush.
Let's just say I'm crushed.
over you.
