I yawned and my eyes sagged 

As I forced myself to walk through hell 

I groaned and gripped my bag 

When I tripped and almost fell 

 

I looked down and a girl bumped into my chest 

She had bangs and glasses that suit 

I tell her it's not a big deal, but she was still stressed 

I chuckled. Her stutters made her somewhat cute 

 

Walking down the hall, I star at the ceiling 

Wondering about the classes we share 

Wait… what is this feeling?

When did I start to care? 

 

I signed. I'm out of your league

You probably don't see me as someone who intrigues 

You have a talent for art and great relations 

While I have no future goals or aspirations 

 

When I got home, I laid on my bed 

I covered my face with my hand and blushed 

As I thought about the way she looked when she fled 

I looked at my dog and smiled 

Do I have… a crush?