Crushing
There you go
Smiling like you just hit the lottery
The way my heart pounds hard
when you take a glance at me
Oh no, I think you just saw me
Deeply staring Into you
Your perfect, I swear
The way your scent
Tastes like chocolate
Oh I wish we were more than friends
But I guess this secret is gods plan
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