A Teenager's Crush
Just a thought of hers,
And butterflies would fill up my stomach,
Which wouldn't go silent,
Until I fall asleep or get lost in her memories,
So deep, that I wander out.
What is the cure of a confusion so sweet,
That I barely want its cure.
Sometimes while roaming in the school,
My eyes meet hers ,
For a second or so and I abruptly stop.
My heart beats faster
And my brain freezes. My eyes follow her
Until she disappears,
In the clad of students, roaming freely,
In the corridor in the recess.
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