Short Poems About A Crush Novels & Stories

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!)

It was seeing her in the flesh after being apart for so long that had me worried. It reminded me of the first time we met. I'd idolized her back then, though she didn't know it. She was someone I'd had a crush on from afar, like most men my age, and when the time came to actually meet her, I thought I was going to be sick. She was so put together, even at a young age, that she kind of intimidated me even then. I'd been nervous as hell then too, and it had taken me at least until the third or fourth date to stop expecting her to tell me to get lost. If only I could be sure that this time was going to turn out as beautiful as the past.

Not that she needs to do that, her one look of approval is enough for him to get the message across. They spend another few minutes in absolute silence. She offers him one of her airpods as she listens to some music. “I'm not into either metal or breakup songs.” She rolls her eyes at his pathetic attempt at making a joke. At the end, he is the one who lets out an awkward laugh and not her. “You are a diva. It's annoying.” Now it's time to roll his eyes. She isn't done insulting him, she goes on to say, “I don't know why I had a crush on you in the first place.”

“I know you can’t ever remember me. But I always do. I had a crush on you since I was fourteen. I chatted you up on F******k and lucky me, you replied. On your nineteenth birthday, you asked me to send you my picture. Unfortunately, I couldn’t. But I promised to send it on your next birthday, thinking our chat was going to last. It all ended in a flash as it started. I was broken. Losing you shattered me. And in that year, I failed the term’s exams. Why, Sidd? Even when time passed, I still couldn’t get you off my mind. I gnawed for you, I wanted to see you badly in person. Am I obsessed with you or infatuated?” I explained. He was

One sided love sucks! What I mean one sided crush sucks!

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."

"What, memorized my name out of everyone's? Got a crush?" "No way."

Jay–POV I’d never felt this way about anyone before. Never looked at a girl and wondered what was going on in her mind. Never had the urge to just sit and watch someone breathe like they were the most fascinating puzzle in the world. Sure, she was beautiful—anyone could see that—but it wasn’t just that. There was something deeper. Something I couldn’t name. I think I have a crush on the new girl. “Good afternoon, Sir Jay,” a soft voice broke through my thoughts.

I said. "But what if he sees me as just a little girl? I'll be heartbroken." She mumbled. "You're simply dealing with the inevitable. It's better your heart is broken now and you get over it than you keep holding onto a crush that you don't know the fate of. Better now than never." Clara said. "I guess you guys are right." She sighed. "Good. Because I have the perfect way to get your crush so super jelly. Four words: flirting with other men." I winked at her.

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?"