Venting

Was it there all along?
Did some fire in me start without me knowing?
Did my heart hold its tongue
and then speak out when I first heard that phrase?
"You like him, don't you?"
That is when a tiny spark
became a little ember
Slowly yet surely
that ember grew
It just seems so weird
and it seems kinda wrong
I mean, he's so young
He's what?
13?
Maybe 14?
(That's how old I was
back in 8th grade)
I hardly know him
I've seen him maybe six times
Though my friend like this one guy
She only saw twice
Then he moved to San Diego
It never stood a chance
Now do I dare take a chance on this kid?
I'm seventeen for goodness sake!
As he is ending freshmen year
I'm getting ready to graduate!
But I must face the facts
It's something I can't deny
Whenever I think of him
My heart begins to race
So you know what? Go ahead
Make fun all you want
Say anything you wanna say
I don't care one bit.
The truth is that I like him
It's time that I owned up
Maybe there was something there
the first time that I met him