First crush sure seems like a boat load of love, then making big plans for things knowing nothing of.
Freckles unappreciated
across nose and cheeks
disturbingly situated
what’s to see in me?
only ten, but my mind
thinking love and marriage
she had pony tails and shy
front teeth a little large
but she was pretty
and I wanted her as mine
first crush and not so witty!
Memories us running,
side by side the merry-go-round
her beauty stunning
her voice an angelic sound
as love seemed astounding
she was taking my heart
already she had pounding
felt with her never part
a big love for a little boy
each day couldn’t wait
first crush felt so great!
First fruits of jealousy taste
she with another boy play
shoved him down in haste
she was through in a bad way
who was I, her life decide?
and I thought we had something
turned away as tears I cried
all hope as a balloon bursting
my world was crashed that night
next day alone or another boy
then she, “you wanna play,” my first crush!
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