In Jr. High I had a big crush,
on a basketball player named Tim.
Knew nothing of love, but he gave me a rush,
only fifteen but I wanted him.
He was really tall, blonde and handsome,
he was popular, confident, bold.
The scoundrel, he held my heart ransom,
but he knew not, for I never told.
He never noticed that I was alive,
though we had the same class for homeroom.
Just one smile would have made my heart thrive,
so in love, that I'd see him and swoon.
I was so shy, I always felt less,
having friends, a foreign concept to me.
In love at fifteen, oh what a mess!
Falling for him was not meant to be.
I guarded my heart then, always on alert,
I think about him still, to this day.
Puppy love, unrequited, did hurt,
until my one true soulmate came my way.
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