My First Crush

Prompt: for my first crush my soul is still yearning.

For my first crush my soul is still yearning,
and my grade school passions are still burning
for what might have been:
Is this a sin?

Though I can't recall his face,
I can still remember his name:
Did he have freckles and red hear?
Was his eyes blue or green?
Why can't I stop obsessing
over what might have been?

Poet's Note: ▶︎

Line Count: 10
Form: Free form with some end rhyme
Prompt: for my first crush my soul is still yearning.
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