I’m going to make this a laugh
because that’s what it is.
You’re smart, cute, and charming,
everything for that I wish.
But there is one thing in the way,
a girlfriend,
“together since high school”
or so you say.
Me and her,
that girl you’re with,
we have the same occupation,
but she, for you, changed location.
Think about the hobbit-like children we could have,
curly brown hair is not so bad.
With your “girlfriend” the kid would be a ginger
but with your button nose that might be cute, go figure.
Don’t you think we’d make a cute couple?
I know I do!
You’re tall, I’m short.
It’s a match of sorts.
Our children could be normal sized,
taller than me,
but shorter than you.
It’s a plan I’ve thought through.
The exchange in the hallway after lunch
was a little bit awkward, but I liked it a bunch!
Maybe tomorrow we can sit together
and, again, talk about the weather.
Your accent is adorable,
the way you say “about”
and various other words
that sound funny when they come out.
It’s a school girl crush
and I feel so silly
because I’m all grown up.
C’mon, Cassie, really?
(c) Cassie Mae Writings 2011