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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Young Adult · #1267532
a medium-sized poem about what crushes are really about, and a few past experiences
A crush
is just a crush
because
no matter how much
you think they care,
they're not always there,
and just when you think
you're about to give up,
a new sense of hope
rises above
these feelings of anger,
depression, and love.
How much more
do I have to endure
before I can't take anymore?
I'm about to explode..
This sediment
can not erode.
It's only dirt.
He's only a flirt.
That's all he is.
The only reason I'm hurt
is because of all the erosions,
all the explosions,
every single one,
over all the years.
But that's why we're here.
Life has
its ups and downs.
The worst ones
are the all-arounds
'cause they make your stomach
go up and down,
and tie in a knot.
Will we make the shot?
Or will we drop?
Into the darkness,
we may fall.
This false hope
may kill us all.
But that's life,
isn't it?
Making choices?
Choosing
between right and wrong?
Deciphering
just how long
it will take
before we break
into a million pieces
and shatter like glass?
How long 'til fate
kicks your ass?
How many times
'til we finally learn
what's inside
that's making us burn?
But where is the line?
Will we ever find
our one true love
that makes our heart shine?
Which one will it be?
Was it already there
when you truly cared?
Wasn't he gone
with the snap of a finger?
When he left,
did you still linger?
But just how long
did you hang around
before it all went down?
Into the pit
of darkness,
emptiness,
and loneliness.
How long did you stay?
Are you still there?
Do you still think of him
every time you stare
in someone else's eyes?
Do you wish he was there?
When is a crush
only a crush?
How do you know
when you're really in love?
These will all be unanswered
long after we die.
Pick any question,
and bet your life,
it will still be unanswered
long after he's gone.
Will I ever move on?
This force is too strong.
I cannot hold on.
I have to let go..
But how do I know
who my true friends are?
It is too hard to say
Who really cares.
Who's not really there.
Who will let me fall.
Who will make me crawl.
Gasping for air,
I try to find
my one true place
in my own mind.
I am left behind
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