Love Poems For My Crush Novels & Stories

"My Dear Crush, I can't get you off my mind. You're doing things to me even when you're not here with me! How are you? I missed you a lot and thought of writing to you again. I just feel like telling you how I feel about you. You became my life the night we accidentally met. Thinking about that incident makes me feel like flying. And please do not let me fall because I would break and die. If loving you is a dream, I wanna live in this dream where you're mine only! I will prove that my promises and love for you are true. It seems that I was waiting for you a thousand years, and suddenly you came into my life. It's indeed a great feeling to remember how accidentally we met, and it was a beaut

The crescent moon standing in radiant light, so does the light linger round our souls, intertwining. The sands standing firm in earthly adornment, like an immovable roadside tree, so does my love stand bellicose and accoutred—a lion, Immortal as God The dusts spiraling into a whirlwind, so does my mind spiral at the thought of you as i teleport into a utopia of endless possibilities.

YOU ARE MY SUN You came when I was in the dark. You brought some spark. You light my way every single day. I was alone, but you came to care. I was in distress, but you heal my pain. You have my heart before I know. You made me smile out of the blue. I love you more than you ever know. - MADDOX I kiss Maddox on the lips right after reading the poem he made for me. It's the sweetest gift I've ever received. Maddox didn't expect the kiss; he was quite stunned.

Liam is really handsome and charming. "You… why are you treating me like that? You mistook me for Ariel - your girlfriend?" Liam shook his head, showing no sign of remorse or guilt. It's the first time someone has made him feel so good… even his dead girlfriend - Ariel doesn't make him feel so infatuated! This girl… had seduced him, made him fall in love with her. But surely, he will never love her. Liam coldly walked over to the bed, took a pill, gave it to Sylvia, and loudly ordered.

The world fades out, there's just the sea and sky, and love's sweet song that never says goodbye. "The ocean's hum, a lullaby so deep, sings tales of ages, promises to keep. "In sync, their steps write verses on the sand, a timeless dance, directed by love's hand. "And as the tide comes in, as it will do, it leaves their footprints fresh, love ever true. "For every wave that sweeps the shore away, their love remains, steadfast, come what may." His voice was mesmerizing. When he recited poetry, it felt as though being drawn into a profound depth. Every word was articulated with exactness, carrying a timeless allure that was utterly captivating.

Aman replied and then turned towards me. “So this is about the aim I selected then.” I said looking at him. “No! Actually that is not the only thing. There are many other things. Now if I say ‘no’ then they will be mad at me. As they know that you like me because of your openness. And tell me do you want to risk your happiness for just a stupid crush?” he asked in serious tone. “Crush, crush, crush! I am fed up with that word. How dare you to say my feelings as some ‘crush’? Are you really that dumb?” I want to say all these to him but I just stood infront of him calmly.

The night unfolded in a tender dance of exploration, our hands tracing the contours of each other's bodies with reverence. Dominic's lips met mine in a slow, passionate kiss that sent shivers down my spine. His touch was both gentle and possessive, as if he couldn't get enough of me, as if I were the missing piece of his soul. The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting ethereal shadows across the room as our intimacy deepened, each moment a testament to the undeniable bond that had bound us. Words became obsolete as our bodies communicated the depths of our longing, an unspoken promise of a future together. It was true that I had a crush on him, every female that I knew had a crush

The night unfolded in a tender dance of exploration, our hands tracing the contours of each other’s bodies with reverence. Jacob’s lips met mine in a slow, passionate kiss that sent shivers down my spine. His touch was both gentle and possessive as if he couldn’t get enough of me, as if I were the missing piece of his soul. The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting ethereal shadows across the room as our intimacy deepened, each moment a testament to the undeniable bond that had bound us. Words became obsolete as sour bodies communicated the depth of our longing, an unspoken promise of a future together. It was true that had a crush on him and suddenly I was living everyone’s dream

It is kisses that linger like dawn, smushes that melt into laughter, cuddles that bind us tighter than vows. From the first spark of our union to its last ember, my wish stood out under the full moon to be yours in every night, to be yours in every day. Your mark burns upon my chest, a mirror of your soul etched within mine, beyond and beneath, forever seared. Look through your window. That is the path I walk. I bolt outside. There is no sign of her. The woods are silent. Do not chase me, though I know your feet will betray you.

Learning I had a feeling for the opposite sex light up my world as it made me feel less depressed about that weird feeling. Rachael, my best friend, and crush said to me" Someone you regularly talk to, who happens to be the opposite sex, you will surely have a crush on that person" That left me wondering 'Does she even have any feelings for me? I exhale deeply trying not to remember the night I made that awful discovery about myself. Cleaning the pricks of tears down my face, I picked up my pen to write a poem that came to my mind. I felt a wave of DÉJÀ VU