Crush


I remember the first time I saw your face.
It felt as if my heart was running a race.
I dubbed you as my crush.
Every time you look at me, I can't help but blush.
I hope one day, I can finally get the courage to ask you out.
Maybe then, you can see what I truly am about.

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