Crush

By Becky Louise •
There he is, that boy, my crush.
He is walking over with a smile on his face, I can feel myself starting to blush.
Do I smile back? Do I talk to him? Do I wave?
He walks toward me, my heart beat is quickening.
When I talk about him my freinds find it quite sickening.
Oh My God he is virtually in front of me, I open my mouth to say 'Hello' but he walks straight past me.
I turn my head to see that he is with his freinds.
It wasn't me he had been smiling at.
I have no idea why I thought that.
He never notices me.
Even though I've had a crush on him since year three.
There he is, that boy, my crush