Poem To My Crush Novels & Stories

“Why the fuck didn’t you give it to me?” Gasping for air, he instantly digs into his pocket, pulling out the envelope. I take it and chuck him away from me. He soothed his bruised throat as I opened the envelope and took out the paper and read: Poem:- My spirit is as free as a bird I’m like the wind of the world. Unhitched, I’m that kinda girl Hunt me but you will never find me. So you see, it will never be This is my life for eternity.

"I have been crushing on a girl for five years." "Wow, just wow." Aster shrugged. "You didn't ask her to be your wife?" "I-I-I" Seeing him stuck like a vintage tape recorder, she stopped him. "Okay, okay. I'll tell you my poem." You left me with a half-heart Pulled my focus away from me I'm like a lonely tree Looking at your starlight Would you someday wanna meet me so we could see If we can be a whole of two fractions Aster smiled. "It's good. I didn't know you were good."

“Happy birthday, Freya.” I felt a blush creep up my cheeks. “Thank you, Victor.” “I thought about sending flowers or a gift, but nothing seemed to match your beauty, worth, or presence. So… I wrote you something instead.” He let out while a chuckle escaped my lips. “A poem?” I asked, my voice breathless. “Yes. Listen closely.” And then he began. From the first time I set my eyes on you, The world dimmed, and all I saw was you.

As soon as I walked into the building, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist, making me stumble a bit. I looked up and met a pair of domineering eyes. “Felix…” I was momentarily lost for words. “What are you doing here?” Felix Smith was my crush and also my roommate in the boys’ dormitory. Yesterday, I had messaged him, asking if he wanted to come and take graduation photos together, but he had not replied. Felix came from a prominent family and was exceptionally accomplished himself. When we were still naive freshmen, he had already started his own business.

She snaps at me, giving me a hard nip. Fine! I have a crush on him! I shout in my soul, groaning and turning my face back into the pillows, hating myself a great deal even as my wolf howls in delight, kicking her feet into the air. I have a god damn crush on my god damn ghost boy. And what the fuck am I supposed to do about it now!?

I said with a crooked smile. "Not just that. You look stunning. Much more beautiful than in high school," Laird's hand brushed a strand of hair falling on my cheek. "I should have brought you flowers." Laird's voice lowered as his gaze remained fixed on me. God, I blushed at his words. Laird's words and his continuous admiration made me feel heady. It was like a confirmation that Laird was crazy about me. Without thinking, I leaned forward to kiss Laird's lower lip. He was momentarily startled, but soon joined me in exploring the depths of each other's mouths with his tongue.

"Hey handsome, I have a crush on you. I fell head over heels for you the moment I laid eyes on you. You're unforgettable. I'd give my all to you." "We just met, right?" "As soon as you were gone, I couldn't shake the feeling of missing you. So, I dolled myself up especially for you. Do you approve?" "Not too shabby, quite good, I approve."

Like a fucking typhoon, my tears fell heavily as my heart felt like it was drowning with sorrow. "You!" I yelled, my voice shook. I grabbed the bottle and gulped it down. "Fuck you, Nabrel! You know that I like you so much, huh?! That's why you have the audacity to hurt me like this! You're so full of yourself! You're not the only man I've ever had a crush on! Don't be so conceited! You're hurting me now... how dare you..." My voice weakened, letting the painful sob escaped my mouth.

I had a crush on Colton Hastings, a huge, massive, undeniable, implausible, painful, unconditional, and irrevocable crush. I am so fucking screwed. Yet despite the unfortunate realization, I found myself whispering to him. "I still hate you." ~~~ Don't you hate it when you have a crush?

I'm seriously thinking about what might be a surprise for Carter tomorrow. Well it’s not a very special day but I just want to be sweet to him hihi .. Thinking about being sweet with him makes me smile while seating here at the field benches. I can't help but shudder even though Carter is my boyfriend, it's like I still crush him until now. "Every day, every night, every hour every minute crush parin kit ------" I didn't finish what I was going to say when someone spoke behind me. "Crush who?" I turn my back and ..