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Crush

I sit in my seat
in row number five
waiting and hoping
for him to arrive.

He finally shows up
and all I do
is stare at him
while he stares at you

I've written his name
many times in that heart
and wish to God
we weren't so far apart

I love his smile
and his adorable face
and my heart is beating
at such a fast pace

Everyday is the same
I just stand by
and watch him walk past
and I wonder why

WHy I like him so much
why I feel for him so
love him with all my heart
and he doesn't even know

Day after day
it's the same old jist
I want him to love me
I want to be missed

But who am I kidding?
why do I try?
he doesn't even notice
and it makes me want to cry

I'll love him forever
while he goes about his days
but, hey, that other guy looks cute
I will love him always.

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