my lost love

i think he is the one
but now the school year is done
though only a crush
everytime i saw him it was a rush
i might see him next year
hopefully i will hold him dear
my lost love
whose friends i would love to shove
but on the last day of eighth grade
i wish i could've droped the shrade
i said good bye to both
next year this is my written oath
i will ask him out
i will find out what he is about
when i see him my heart flies
when he is gone i make cries
my love, my crush, who is perfect
i am the only one who sees it
we hardly know each other
he's always with his friends and that's a bother





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