In secondary sch?
Whom I had a crush so awful.
I watched his back from day to day,
Wishing he'd ask me out some way.
From dawn till dusk and come what may,
I wait in patience till hair turns grey.
He never did and never would,
I finally realised what was true.
A jerk he was through and through,
My friends adviced me to take it cool.
And now a decade past secondary sch,
I'm back with a crush so hard but true.
From day thru night my insolent heart,
Churns thoughts of him tears me apart.
I yearn and long to watch him afar,
A simple wish to fulfil so hard.
Tne girls' advice so keen to heal,
My brain listens the heart refuse.
A silly age for such a crush,
For there is certainly no rush.
Seen the world passed many tests,
Heart still so wild refuse to rest.
Tried all ways and found all means,
Nothing seems to work within.
A recurrent symptom of falling in love,
The heart longing in a strong rhythm.
Can't give in there is no way,
Wait in pain till hope turn gray.
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