I've got a highschool crush.
He's comely, talented and genius.
He is too perfect--- that he is ideal for everyone.
He is too perfect--- that we never stand a chance.
I see him in the campus court or in those bleachers.
Even the way he stand is intimidating.
Wait until you see him laugh, you'll fall for it.
And trust me, If you do, it will break you.
I dont even know if I've gone too far
but I'm too inlove that I can hardly back myself up.
So I'll just stay here in the dark,
watch him glow.
YOU ARE READING
The unsaid poems
Poesia" it takes a pen, paper and a lot of heartaches for you to feel your pain and soul collide." xyz
