The unexplained feeling..

She’s got a huge crush,

Not so sure as much,

If this emotion’s worth feeling.

I caught her eyes stealing…

A glimpse of me, through the subtle disguise,

If they knew, her friends would be so surprised.

I know not why she harbours this emotion,

It would start between her lover – an unwanted commotion.

She’s yet so sweet, doesn’t let it flow,

Although her smile, symbols her crush on me does show.

Yes, I know she’s got a huge crush…

Not so sure as much.

She knows I love another, so in love

Although she is sweeter than the girl that I love.

When both our eyes lock; it deceives my mind,

On our separate ways, in our lives we find.

It’s a harmless feeling until it shifts shape,

And yet this feeling is something we can’t escape.

I know I’ve got a huge crush,

Now I’m not so sure as much.

In our minds and in our hearts, we pray for each other

To lead happy lives in different paths…I’m not her lover.

She’s so precious to me, a status that is very different from “love”

Because I am her guardian angel and she’s my gift from above.

As time flies by and as we get older…

Best friends for eternity and to rest upon-a shoulder.

It’s not lust or a physical desire,

It’s the intellect that keeps alive this fire.

I’ve got a huge crush,

I’m now sure as much.

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Comments (4)
  • JazzyCupcake on May 1, 2009

    This is beautiful, and has actually significantly increased the status of my mood.
    It reminds me of a situation in my life, not so far past.
    I suppose sometimes remembrance can bring a person joy.
    Bravo.

  • Kaavs on May 1, 2009

    Glad u liked it….I thought it would be silly to write on it, but wrote it anyway..:)

  • LOVELYHONEY on May 8, 2009

    When I was your age,
    I had a crush a day,
    At night after a memorable fantasy,
    Each one did I erase.

    What is a crush but a passing phase?
    Between tonight and the passing day.
    All crushes,
    Always end in flushes,
    My, my hot rushes.

    Then once the night has gone,
    My love forlorn,
    I looked for another,
    Next morn.

    In crushes do not show seriousness,
    They may be mysteriousness.
    The crush may be thinking,
    Of some one else,
    Who perhaps looked like you I guess.
    To crushes just give a smile,
    Then move away another mile.
    If the crush follows,
    So be it,
    Or else just about fling it.

  • irishpen on Jun 10, 2009

    Sometimes, there are all sorts of love.
    But your line “she got a glimpse of me” reveals that
    you hide parts of yourself. Why?

    ~peace~

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