The Crush

 It started with a look

Or was it a look?

Could it have been a simple touch?

Or possibly a kind word?

Together with friends

You’re the one I search for

And when you’re there I feel complete

And when you’re not my heart seems to break

The attraction is there

Or is it my imagination?

Is it me your heart warms for, or her?

The way we all act, it’s hard to tell

We cuddle, we distance

On and on, it’s like one fun

Stomach wrenching thrill ride

I never want to end

I like you

Really, really like you

And I can’t help but wonder if

Maybe . . . possibly . . .

You feel it too.