The Cheerleader

The giddiness of a crush

Waste lands of him being all enough

Never grasping to the extent

Of knowing him; having a measly

conversation in which I would be content

But there's so many perks 

Of his divine self, and the over brightening 

Personality

He shines, 

just like the song his brother sings

Tonight, 

he glanced at me five times

Five times where it's too many

Because either he knows I'm obsessing over 

him

Or I stand out to him, but that's unlikely

I wish it could be, would be, maybe 

someday

It can be

Should I announce how he effects me?

How little a smile he presents,

Produces me spiraling butterflies

inside the uttermost of shyness

That consumes me

While he cheered for the game tonight

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