High School Crush

Skinny jeans,
to tight on you,
my hearthrob dream,
everything you do.

Hottest guy,
perfect smile,
cutest in the High,
you make my heart beat a mile.

Totally ignored by you,
but I still I admire,
nothing I do,
can get noticed by the hottest guy on fire.

Bad influence on me,
but I don't care,
we'd never be,
but I'd still like to run my fingers through your hair.





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