My crush...

By: Michiru Wheeler

It’s every time I think of you,

I get a funny felling,

‘Cuz I feel blue,

The way you act,

The way you look,

Makes me turn a shade of rose,

From the spikes in your hair,

Down to your nose,

My friends make fun of me,

I turn bright red,

The way you ignore me,

Makes me feel like I should be dead,

Your favorite color is purple,

Like the color of your hall,

And it’s cool how orange fruits are your favorites,

Maybe one day,

We can meet,

For real this time,

I love when you wear green,

Which just brings out the pale blue in your eyes,

You love sports,

You love baseball the most,

I can’t wait till high school,

Maybe then,

I’ll work up the courage,

And if,

For some reason,

You reject me,

I won’t falter,

I won’t break,

This is just a crush,

A feeling I’ll shake.