crush
I fell for a guy I could never have
And somehow, I make the same mistake
It’s as if my heart doesn’t listen
To what my brain has to say
I say no and hope to forget
But these lingering feelings are hard to regret
He walks down the halls with all his grace
With his smile plastered on his sculpted face
Yet I’m not the cause of such thing
For I am not to his tastes
He wants a pretty girl with a pretty face
Fitting for someone of his place
How could I ever beat such a fate?
I’ll never amount to his expectations
And quite frankly I don’t care
But even so my heart won’t stop
So I’ll walk these crowded halls
Maybe glance once or twice
I’ll never say a word
Because I know how it ends
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