Poem: "Crush"

Crush

I have a crush on someone
Who doesn’t even know I exist
I haven’t had a crush on anyone
Since I was 16 years old
And shit, I am in my 30’s with a crush, WTF
My crush walks around like he is
The King of the world
I kind of like his cocky attitude

He reminds me of snake, or maybe a chameleon
You know the one that changes colors to adapt to its environment
To protect it self from danger
I sense that my crush is very cautious, yet carefree

I think he has his priorities straight but sometimes I can’t tell
Sometimes I feel him looking at me
But then when I look around to look at him
He looks away with the quickness
I am not sure if he knows I, me, exists
Or is he ignoring me on purpose
Or is it that he is so used to women throwing themselves at him

I really don’t give a fuck
I am like whatever
It will just be a God-damn crush
If it was meant to be it will be
Yes, I am impatient
I give up

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