Crush.
I’m tired of waiting.
I’m done with the pain.
His ways are frustrating,
To him it’s only a game.
He'll never know the way I feel,
With certainty I know this.
Although my feelings are for real,
I’m careful never to show it.
What if we are meant to be?
I guess I’ll never know.
He will always be in my memories
As the boy I c o u l d n’ t l e t g o
.
-Me
