Crush

Look at what you've made if me,
Oh! Just take a look at me,
Sometimes happiness, sometimes fear,
Sometimes sadness and despair,
A thought while doing toothbrush or hair brush,
Always lingering in my head is 'bout my crush,
Thinking about you once a day,
Smiling like an idiot and being gay,
Hoping you'd once think of me,
And letting my thoughts wander and be,
Oh how I beg and pray to God,
Let you think 'bout me once oh lord,
Oh! Trust me for the peace of love,
There's nothing more tough than unrequited love.

Fatema Bharucha
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