I have a crush, I know, because when you even text me I can't help but blush, My mind says this is bad, And maybe it is, just a Tad. Because soon you wont be here, And That sure wont bring cheer, But even though I've come to this conclusion, I seem to have created this illusion, Like oh well, Only time can tell. Its not like I've already fell. I'm not even sure what you feel, Or if those feelings are even real. Tell me please, Because when you call me ***, its kind of a tease. Not knowing exactly what your texts mean, Or how many girls have also seen. I mean Your as cute as can be, And I can guarantee not to just me. Now the question is, Who's do you want to be?