I've been thinking about the word crush
And how you were my first
And how better days became worse.
I sat behind you in English,
Every two p.m Tuesday was a picnic
And I dreaded when the class was finish.
I remember ignoring the world
From all the words the teachers hurled
I heard none of it,
Made fun of it,
to make you laugh.

The only time I ever saw your face
Was on my way to my desk,
But when it came to your fashion sense,
Or your favourite taste
I'd already known them all
Before I even knew you.

You did not look back all year,
Till the end of the year
When you and I were face to face
To tell me
'I've been shy, I wonder if you'd like lunch',
Trying to mask my joy, I giggled
'Yes I'd like that very much, place and time?'

You never appeared,
And that was the end of the year,
So now I know the meaning of the word crush,
I know of how you left my heart to crush,
I could c-the rush before everything fell apart.
You were just a crush.