Poem To My Crush Mga Nobela at Kwento

The scent of roses, dash hard against my nostrils, his man musk, filling my senses up, that I somehow forget I'm being taken through a journey of shame for a minute. My head only gets to snap out, when I hear his heavy metal door wing open, with the icy wind greeting my skin over again. “Ooh God, what will my crush think about me?” I wail, bending my face in shame, as he lets me down over the cold tile. I fought but lost, I twisted but his grip had me stiff like iron. What will the girl who has eyes on me think? “You have a crush ?“ I hear him speak, shooting my eyes at him, while he stands looking directly at me.

I could taste the salt of my own tears and the sweet relief on his tongue. When we finally broke apart, we were both breathless. My forehead rested against his, our noses brushing. A giddy, disbelieving laugh bubbled up in my chest. Then, the last shadow of doubt, the one question that had haunted me since the beginning, slipped out. “So I’m the crush?” I whispered, my voice husky. He gave me a curt nod. “So who owns the flowers you brought every night? And who do you sneak out at night to see?”

“If we could go back in time, I’d kick those kids’ butts.” “Alas, we can only move forward,” Cassidy said. She turned to Tessa. “How about you?” Tessa sighed dramatically. "I had a crush on a boy. I wrote him a love poem. Goddess, this is embarrassing. It was so sappy. I put it in his locker, hid, and watched him find it. He read it, then his friends took it, and they passed it around, laughing and making fun of him. My only saving grace was that I didn't sign my name, so they didn’t know who wrote it. I threw away all my poetry books that day."

[Gia’s POV] A slow acoustic alternative song in a man's beautiful voice is playing in my mind, as I drive towards my destination. “I am ready, willing, and waiting on you,” was all that I needed to text him. My crush, the man who I have spent the last two years on and off talking to and messaging on social media and our phones. I don’t know why I am taking this risk, knowing my heart and soul are at stake.

I was clueless because I was also in love with him, I didn't know he love me because I also had a crush on him, it's better to be rejected than to remain silent, he should have open up. I should try talking to him later, I can't tell Ramona this, she will be very disappointed, since she loves Kingsley so much. No wonder Kingsley didn't give her the attention he gave me. Fûck! I feel like a bad person here. Maybe I should use this it wasn't my fault poem to comfort myself.

"Well I might have told them all about you, first out of jealousy then, well, more like an infatuation over your work. Then when I found out that my mom was dating the father of that same artist they mocked me saying I'd never be as good as you, which they are right, especially after seeing what you don't post. I had a crush on you last year when I first saw you, before you beat me. I couldn't take my eyes off of you that entire event. They know who you are because I told them about you." I couldn't help the blush that crept onto my cheeks as he spoke to me, I could feel them becoming redder the more he said so I attempted to hide behind my hair, thankful I ended up keeping it down today.

I was doing my best not to crumble and break down. And now, I endured the dreadful hallmark moment, wondering when and how my crush would reject me. - -

" That guy... Is my crush." . . . Alex's P. O. V Driving down the street, I couldn't help but think about my encounter with her back there. It had taken all the strength I could muster to not go around that counter and kiss her senseless. I had missed her so much i was literally counting the days left for me to return home. ' she's so beautiful' i thought while maneuvering a turn. No longer the naive shy girl she used to be but a full blown woman. And those curves... Damn, they could make me go down on my knees.

She pointed out and I opened my mouth before closing it. She is more than right as even I didn’t think of forever during those two but then it was always on my mind when I started my first crush and even now. Am I going in the wrong way? What if something goes wrong and I couldn’t feel like Kavitha at all?