Poems About Love For Your Crush Novels & Stories

Dear Pete, I've always had a crush on you, since you saw me crying over my spilled milk on my first day at kindergarten, and then offered me yours. I could never forget how you always stood up for me whenever you see me getting bullied. You're like my savior. Always tried to see if I was getting bullied. And this made my feelings even deeper for you. I've always admired you from afar. But now, I've chosen to make my feelings known, because I feel you deserve to know... I love you Pete. - Beth

She looked down at our joined hands for a while, then looked back at me, the tears rolling down her cheeks now. "I know I sound stupid. Like, you said, we are just friends, I do not know why I keep wishing for something impossible. I was never this emotional, and even if I was, I was so good at hiding it. Until, well. I want to make this crush go away, I do not know how but I plan to make it die off the way it came—suddenly. I have been alone in this world for a while now, and maybe it's why, when you started to show me a bit of attention, I fell for it at once, because I miss what it's like to be adored. I miss my parents, Aiden, can you bring them back to me, please?"

I whisper, seal our love with a kiss that never dies. "You're mine, Rose," I whisper, "Now and forevermore, My love, my heart, my everything," I adore. "I love you, Roman," Rose replies, her voice barely above a whisper, "Forever and always," our love's eternal, no need to linger. In that moment, our love shines bright and true, A love that conquers all, a love that sees us through. ############

she had a crush on me "You had a crush on me" a nerd OMG, how can a nerd actually had a crush on me, well I am ladies type every one of them want a piece of me, they all earn my touches like you do nerd He said arrogantly, but what can I do about you nerd, I am sorry I had to break your heart, but I am not interested in you and stop having a stupid crush on me because it's can never happen between us, and you ain't my type to begin with he smirked as he continues

From the cradle to the grave, Love's in everyone. Love burns like a candle That sometimes flickers but never dies. Love may be invisible, Although it's right before your eyes, Love can leave you empty, Love can make you whole. Love can make or break you, Love is in your soul. Love is in your heart, Love is in your mind. Love doesn't discriminate, Love is always blind. ....

he asks in a soft, whispering voice, his blue eyes piercing my soul, and I can't deny his request. I clear my throat, feeling a wave of nervousness surge within me. "My love came from afar Over the stars Beyond the horizon My love, my love Your softest kiss Cannot compare to the summer breeze My love, my love Kiss me like the summer breeze" I recite the poem slowly, my eyes fixed on his lips as he moves toward me. As I finish the poem, he comes even closer, his lips almost meeting mine. However, I turn my face, and his lips land only on my cheek.

I told my new lover about you. How we used to break silence with our stares, targeting each other like guns with hundred bullets. I told my new lover about you. How we argue about table cloths, about which one is better; "A cup of coffee or a tea?" But now I don't drink both. I told my new lover about you. How you inspired me to write poems about the boy I like; not knowing until now that- you were that boy. I told my new lover about you.

John:"There is no love without trust.I am glad that you left me because there I do deserve some one better.Now I feel free.Now I know I will be able to move on.Thank you for letting me free.There are two things that I doubt will hold me back.One is this our engagement ring you can have it and the second is a poem I wrote for you.I wanted to say it in front of everyone on out wedding but.....you know..... I love you for giving your heart to me and trusting me with your pride . I love you for wanting me and needing me by your side . I love you for the emotions I never knew I had . I love you for making me smile when I am sad . I love you for your thoughts of me where I am always on your mind .

theater to take up some other, less dangerous occupation. I will love you if you drop your raincoat on the floor instead of hanging it up and I will love you if you betray your father. I will love you even if you announce that the poetry of Edgar Guest is the best in the world and even if you announce that the work of Zilpha Keatley Snyder is unbearably tedious. I will love you if you abandon the theremin and take up the harmonica and I will love you if you donate your marmosets to the zoo and your tree frogs to M. I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear the

Typical Jamaal, I decided to ask him the one question that has been lingering on my mind. Me: Who do you like, is it me or your crush? Two minutes passed, three minutes also passed. I tapped my fingers on my laptop as I waited for his reply. Mystery man: To be honest with you, I'm in a dilemma concerning this. You are my crush to and I like you both. Me: Ouu.... I like you too, I think I'm attached to you. I groaned after I clicked on sent, won't that make me sound cheap.