The blush creeps in

And the panic arrises

I don’t have the devices

To stop all the rises

God she is hot

So is he

Oh my gosh

Is this what it feels like

To be falling in love

No

Shake your head

Get rid of the thought

You don’t even know them

Dang those dimples,

And lord their style!

Is that the book I think it is?

Do I actually really like them.

I will just walk away

Never see them again

And forget this ever happened