Write about your first crush.
Crushes are crushes.
Cute puppy doe affection.
Depending on who you ask, a lot of people draw the line on love.
AVOID it, says the betrayed heart.
BEWARE, says the aged and elderly.
OBSERVE, says friends and research.
Nothing was special about him.
He wasn’t a prince charming seeking to return my glass slipper.
His eyes didn’t glimmer when he smiled.
He was heavily sarcastic,
And thought a smirk makes him handsome.
He liked to bring me lilacs,
And hold my bag while I shopped.
He once said my drool would make a snail jealous,
I spat his snore would disturb a dragon.
He wasn’t prince charming
And he never had horses,
I never had a glass slipper anyway,
We never courted.
We remained just as friends.
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