The Crush

She saw him for the first time that summer night. To her he was cute but she let go because she knew she would never see him again. She made a fool of herself not caring what he or others thought because she knew she would never see him again. The rest of that summer came and went and she never saw him once. Then the next journey in her life began. She saw him once or twice. She saw him a lot when he was with the people she knew. And yet she still thought he was cute. Then on her journey came a bump in the road. People left her. Alone. Afraid. Not know what to do she ran up to the first person she thought of. A girl whom she barely knew. She asked that girl one simple question. That day he was there. And she still thought he was cute. Their friendship grew, her emotions let go. They talked more. She now saw him all the time and yet she still thought her was cute. People kept telling her they were perfect for each other. But he was unsure. So she backed off and was his friend. Now, it has been years. They are still friends and yet, she still thinks he is cute. They play, they laugh, they sing. There are inseparable. Two words defy them form everyone else. People still tell them they are perfect for each other, she shrugs it off and pretends to be disgusted. She hides it all, bottles it inside. So much that sometimes she gets sick. She wants to tell him how she feels, but those two words hold her back. It could all be ruined. All they worked up to be. The trust. The very thing they are. It is hard for her to hide it all, but she pulls it off. She doesn’t know how, but she does. The mask she hides behind when she is with him is thick. What does she say? She will remain; nothing. She is by his side every step of the way. She will never leave him. He runs to her in the hall for hugs. He says he has no feelings, but she is not so sure. She won’t tell him till the time is right, now is not that time. Those two words will always reamin. She will always have him and he will always have her. They don’t wanna lose one another. One day, it might happen, but for now she will hide behind that mask, waiting for the time. Yet, she still and always will think he is cute
Authors Note:
This my friends is the first poem i ever wrote! it is about a friend and stuff she went through. cool huh haha :P but i hope you enjoy! tell me what you think!