Crushed

I shouldn’t be feeling like this

I have no right

But I’m jealous all the same

Maybe I’m blowing this out of proportion

I don’t know the context

Still

I can’t help it

My heart seems to have made a home in my stomach

I should have known

I shouldn’t have let myself get my hopes up

But you were so sweet

And I thought I had a chance

Did I?

I wish I could ask

But I can’t

Confrontation isn’t for me,

It was hard enough to confess the first time

So I guess I’ll just watch

Perhaps it will go my way

Perhaps it won’t

But I won’t say a word

I’ll just smile and go on as if it never phased me

There’s a reason it’s called a “crush”