He says he likes me,
but never says it to my face,
he always tells my friends,
and hits me w/his backpack,
in the hallway.
I always go up,
and kick him,
for what he's done,
but never hate him,
until the crush is gone.
I used to pick a flower,
and say,
he loves me,
he likes me,
he hates me,
while picking the petals off,
but then,
i bought a magic book,
all about love,
i want to use so bad,
but i just don't have the stuff,
so i live in the real world,
instead of in the book,
waiting for my crush to say,
to me,
i love you.
