-----By Dark poetess
I look at your pictures every night,
A spark of feelings ignite,
I fight the urge to send you a text,
I stare at the ceiling thinking what would happen next.
We exchanged numbers you said hi,
My stomach was filled with butterflies
I see your IG stories you see mine,
How do you think this is fine?
I pick up my phone and dial your number,
But I sweat like a pig in summer;
I think this could be a complicated affair,
But not as complicated as your curly hair.
My friends think that I am cool,
But everytime I see your text my heart beats like a fool;
So I am gonna declare that you are my forever crush,
Okay!!Okay!! I don't wanna blush.
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