His blue eyes. The kindest eyes.
Muscles like no other and hauntingly, annoyingly beautiful.
A smile like no other and he makes my heart flutter.
I know your out of my league, I’m not a fool.
Yet so sweet and so many thorns,
I can see coming my way.
Just a crush. Nothing more.
A part of me thinks things like this happen for a reason.
The other parts tell me don’t be a fool.
Just stay friends play it cool.
But he’s stealing my piece of mind
And I have had enough.
Don’t fall for it I say.
Dangerous crush and yet hear I am writing this
Don’t be nervous. Wear that crown.
If he knows what good for him,
He’ll bow down.
It will be a tug of war since he’s already on my case.
So we’ll see what happens
In The Lord’s hands this takes place.