A Crush

The explicit story of a crush...

Clutching my heart to my chest;

Too heavy, filled with distress;

Blood and tears fail to dissolve;

As hatred and sympathy don't involve;

Your fingertips strum my dignity;

Weakening and rusting, asking me to plea;

Sheltering and showering you with sugared actions;

Not even a lift of the head as a reaction;

Equal to a thousand stabs to the soul;

The pouring passion has lost its control;

In every direction, it spat;

Careless to realise, that how many people were pushed back;

Wrinkled foreheads and stiff lips;

Still they're ignored and out of my grips;

Oblivious to the world, you will always remain;

This sweet addictive reeling of yours is what I can not refrain.