Novel & Cerita Poems About Love For Your Crush

Soheila whispered to herself. (Do I have a crush on him? Well, my friend said that a crush is entirely different from what they call love. And one time, my friend told me that she had a crush on a man because of his looks.) "So, I might have fallen in love with his looks. However, that does not mean that I trust him 100%. He's way too dangerous and powerful. I'm too weak against him if one day he gets angry with me." (If I see him again, I won't let him take advantage of me. Hmph!)

He's so strong! I looked up at him and pouted as I spoke. "You didn't even ask 'will you marry me'!" I complained to him. "Hmp! You should be grateful that I love you more than enough already, so yes! Yes, Ero, I'll marry you." And I kissed him on my own. Your love is like the sun That lights up my whole world I feel the warmth inside Your love is like the river That flows down through my veins I feel the chill inside

Ira's reply gave me huge jealousy. "Oh !!!! She is your crush !!!! She is good, even really good but not that good, huh !!" "Aww, my love is jealous. Baby, I'm yours. So she is also your crush. hahahahaha. I love you and yeah she is just a crush. They are stars, everyone has a crush on them. But love is on another level. And I love you, my love." Then she puts a kiss on my cheek. "Then okay," I replied.

I frowned, I am not, "Love is a fable." "So what is this?" He swiped at the corners of his mouth with his thumb waiting for my answer. "Uhm-" "How does she make you feel?" He asked tapping his fingers against the counter. The sandwich was still in my hands and I hadn't taken a bite. "If a mere whiff of her scent was passed over my corpse, it would wake me from the dead." "And that doesn't mean you are in love with her?" "Of course not." I dropped the sandwich and gave him the look, did he not get it?! "It's a crush, I have a slight crush on her."

Io You are a soul so sweet That my own fails to retreat I am drawn like the sun to the sky Together soon we will tie The binding of cups and rings To be together in all things You are a love so full of peace I savor the feeling unleashed I burn for you like moth to flame My heart is yours to tame This poem for you is my decree For all we are meant to be From your courted to you my bride With you I will always reside You who I will cherish all my life I will be husband as you are wife So, as we go from one to two Always remember I love you

My fingers itch for your flawless skin to pleasure in warmth-loving, and to taste the furnace of your charm. I long to hold you, my love. I am so drunk in your love, My soul is unsteady, staggering in search of your balance. I want you all for myself, I am not ready to share you with anyone else, not the air you breathe or with any man. I'm jealous of even the blood that flows through your heart daily, I'm jealous of your beauty being gazed upon by men I long to love, hug, and kiss you every day, my love.

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.

In spite of the chaos around me, when girls like Rihanna threaten to take my sanity away, this piece was my outpour on what I actually felt. Knowing that my own crush tried to force himself on me, yesterday, I felt angry, sad and confused. The mark on my neck also throbbed. It made me want to hold on to Bane and never let him go. A deep part in my soul, wanted to connect with him so bad. “Let me tell you a story; a love story,” I started out on the shit of paper. “Love makes you act dumb Makes you act like a fool This feeling makes one act lonely

She started screaming and jumping up and down my bed from excitement, almost breaking my antique vase on my nightstand. "No, and he's not my lover." "Oh, he is. He has a crush on you." she gushed. "Crush are for little boys. He's a grown up man." "Age doesn't matter. A crush is a crush." she stated. I rolled my eyes and continued eating my spaghetti. "This is good. Your man can cook." "Of course." she smiled proudly. "I bet yours can too." "I don't have one." "Oh you will. Flynn will ask you on a date. Sooner or later. Mark my words."

I teased. She came closer, holding her hand to my mouth. "Shh, someone might hear you," she exclaimed, her eyes widening in alarm. "Is it not a bad thing to have a crush on someone?" I teased, playfully nudging her. "Lyra, it's not a crush. I love Zach so much that I can't explain it," she confessed, her voice filled with sincerity. "He makes me feel so many things I can't just explain. When I see him, he seems to light up my world even without trying," she said dreamily, lost in her thoughts of him.