boys are weird and ickky

seriously.
you like them.
you make it obvious.
they ignore you.

you move on.
they talk to you.
they flirt with you.
and now I'm just confused.

seriously,
I'm fine,
I'm good.
I've gone on to bigger
and better things.

so cheeks stop blushing.
heart stop skipping.
legs stop crossing.
chest stop suffocating me.

just stop, please stop.

i dont want to.
i dont need to.
but why must i?

gosh ignore me when I'm swooning.
but its just rude to notice now.
seriously why why why why why.
why can't you just go on to the next one?
just go.

no wait, stay for tea?