"You have to have a crush on someone."
They all said.
It was the number #1 rule on the playground;
everyone has a crush.
Eyes wondered over twisted metal and scattered woodchips.
Faces blurred together, voices drifted.
Who do I find cute? The thought skipped and blended into another.
No one because no boy caught my eye.
The answer was there, curled on the roof of my mouth.
But, I couldn't say it.
Because I would shatter the rule.
Everyone has to have a crush
What would happen if I said romance just wasn't for me?
No one would believe it.
Eye's landed on one of my class mates.
"Him...I like him."
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Violet Strings
詩歌"My lips burn to feel the pressure of her lips on mine." Violet Strings is an LGBTQ+ poetry collection that focuses on romance between two girls, coming out, her not being accepted in her family and how she deals with everything.
