Snapping ribs, punctured lungs.
My heart being squeezed and I can't breathe.
Why are you staring at me like that?
I've never caught a guy's eye.
Why do you smile at me like
I'm the best thing you've ever seen?
Brown eyes warm and without doubts.
I don't know how to act.
I stutter and grin like a fool.
My heart hurts.
I avoid guys like you, the "pretty" ones.
They tease and poke fun, I'm not their ideal girl.
Yet here you are. Are you different?
I enjoy talking with you, and you really hear me.
The pain ebbs.
Without warning.
I've crushed.
On you.