Pathetic Crush

Thu, 10/26/2017 - 15:52 -- jward1


United States

Your artistic views and intelligence would render...

a part of me that made you more than a class member

Hall way confrontation was slightly embarrassing

with my head towards the floor I felt like I was inheriting… someone's guilt

which made me guilty too

but a realistic analysis would show that, nothing should be built.

There was nothing among us, and nothing ever happened.

You were just being nice and I knew this feeling would fatten… 

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