This is about my pathetic crush

 

The victim is sitting across the room

I look over once in a while

and

squirming wih embarassment

admire the nape of its neck

 

'wow'

why is that so appealing?

It is a mystery 

and

my hormones are raging

like a tormented bull

 

The patch of hair

growing there

under its cute ponytail

the flick

and

swish it occasionally submits 

 

I squirm my god 

I like it all

for no absoute reason but

evidently

puberty

 

I gulp

and

avert my eyes

you must understand that

I only look for a second

but I do so periodically

 

And

when class is dismissed 

I avoid 

at all costs

following its hips

Because their is categorically

no way on earth

I can do so

unaffectedly

 

I don't want any trouble

or blows to my self esteem

So I just 

that nape

definitely the nape