crushed

Hey people :)

this is just something i wrote about a girl having a crush...

Your short brown hair sweeps across your hot sweaty face. Your deep thoughtful eyed stare cooly past me as my love stricken eyes stare hopelessly into yours, willing you to look at me, to notice my presence, altleast notice my existance. You walk calmly past, not giving me even a second of your time. Though you are the one who has filled all the spaces of my mind, my every last thought, focused on getting you to notice me, am i not good enough? not pretty enough for you?

In my mind you are perfect. You are there for me when i need you, always a shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold. You embrase me in your arms, pulling me close to your strong, warm body. You hold me tight, as if you never want to let go. You gently tilt my chin up, our eyes lock, you big, beautiful eyes look deep into mine. Then you kiss me softly and whisper softly 'i love you, forever and always'.

My face turns a deeps scarlett shade, i turn after you but all i see is your back, walking off into the distance, what a fool i am.

my theory?
we call them 'crushes' because although we love them,
we all end up with our heart crushed.