Short Poems For A Crush Novels & Stories

My throat was so tight I could barely breathe. “I had the biggest crush on you freshman year,” I admitted, the words spilling out before I could stop them. “Before everything went wrong. I used to write your name in the margins of my notebooks. I’d daydream about you asking me to prom, kissing me behind the bleachers, all the stupid cliché things teenage girls dream about.” Grayson’s eyes widened. “I knew.” “What?” “I knew you had a crush on me,” he said. “I saw it in your eyes every time you looked at me. The way you’d blush when I walked past. The way you’d smile at me in the hallway.”

“Come on Veda, don't be ridiculous. You can't have yourself as a mate and I am serious with all I am saying lately” “Okay, please Jay you have made our point about having a crush on me, I get it now. Just stop right away with the compliments, Did you say dropped-dead gorgeous, Jay? Seriously, come up with something else ” I teased him and I know he sits well with him but he is getting me aroused with his words. “Wait, I never said I am crushing on you, well it isn't Like I wouldn't want to crush on you. Never mind you are beautiful, don't believe me? I know so sure you are beautiful”

Nothing I can research. I have a crush, I think. That’s what Abby would call it. It sounds so simple putting it that way. Simple–and stupid. I scrub my cold cheeks and take another deep breath before marching into the club to perform the ritual I’ve been following for years–find our table, drink a single cocktail, and wait for Abby to release me back to my cave of solitude, where I’ll crumble under the weight of my feelings for the one man on campus who has tangled the loose threads in my mind so heavily I’ve found it hard to think of much else.

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

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?"

Jo tu mila to saji hain Duniya meri humdum O aasma mila zameen ko meri Aadhe aadhe poore hain hum Tere naam pe meri zindagi Likh di mere humdum Haan seekha maine jeena jeena, kaise jeena Haan seekha maine jeena, mere humdum Na seekha kabhi jeena jeena kaise jeena Na seekha jeena tere bina humdum He finished and pecked my lips. I didn't realize I was crying. Everyone started hooting. I am sure few must have fainted by now. Oh god! Now, the entire college knows we are dating.

The kind of kiss that makes you imagine things. My heart flutters stupidly. And I know my hair is fucked. When he finally pulls away, his forehead rests briefly against mine. “You look exhausted.” “I feel exhausted.” “Then I’ll leave before you fall asleep standing up.” I groan dramatically. “Please don’t leave.” His grin returns. “Tempting.” My stomach immediately does that annoying little flip again. God. I am far too old for crushes. Theo stands and offers me his hand. I take it.

The night unfolded in a tender dance of exploration, our hands tracing the contours of each other's bodies with reverence. Dominic's lips met mine in a slow, passionate kiss that sent shivers down my spine. His touch was both gentle and possessive, as if he couldn't get enough of me, as if I were the missing piece of his soul. The moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting ethereal shadows across the room as our intimacy deepened, each moment a testament to the undeniable bond that had bound us. Words became obsolete as our bodies communicated the depths of our longing, an unspoken promise of a future together. It was true that I had a crush on him, every female that I knew had a crush

Kieran sat beside me and started reminiscing on his own. "In high school, you were everyone's dream girl. So many guys had crushes on you, but Flynn was like a flyswatter—anyone who got close to you, he smacked them away. "He blocked every single guy who tried to give you love letters or ask you out for meals. If you were to tell me that he didn't have feelings for you, I wouldn't believe it for a second."

The rest of the drive to school was quiet, just me breathing in his pine, cold pear, and crushed mint scent that made my stomach churn in a fluttery way. Fuck. How is it possible to have a crush on three people all at the same time?