#WritcoPoemPrompt44
I remember then ,
Back the old good days.
It were then to me.
In my little room , peeped I
To the guy across my street.
Whom my heart raced at his sight always.

Love did I call it...
As I watched him day by day.
But couldn't face him.

Mama found out and warned me.
Said she I was too young to fall in love.
Fake love she said my feelings.

I didn't know what to choose anymore
Till my little crush came over to my home.
I felt on top of the world,
As my check color couldn't be hidden.
Pretty he called me.

This kept on a long time,
Till when I sighted my crush with another.
He called I pretty also.
So all this was a fake love afterall.
I've been crushed by my crush,
But refused I to accept the truth.
© Zionprincess1234