Crushed

This is about my biggest crush, and the unsteady tide of hormones and emotions in high school.

An innocent feeling
Drawn to a sweet face
Butterflies flooded my stomach
My heart began to race
My cheeks would blush
Anytime he came near
I wish I had known
There was nothing to fear
All I could see
Was a very nice boy
Then I became afraid
He’d see me as a toy
Though he didn’t really
I felt him play my feelings
My own fucked up emotions
Simply left me reeling
My views from yesterday
Narrowed my vision
When I realized the mistake
I made an incision
I cut myself off
No getting to know him
I couldn’t continue
I’d make his life grim
It wouldn’t have worked
Not the two of us
The common ground we shared
Was the ability to cuss
I would destroy him
Being overwhelmingly me
I’d overtake his passive ways
And break up what could be
I’d get too close to him
Then corruption would break free
So before the worst could happen
I turned my back to flee.