I was told to ‘get over it’ and pray
Crushes will disappear in a day
One day, it came and time has cut
Wild mind now stuck in a rut.
I wish this time was not familiar
To how my efforts when to waste
Passing by like a storm
Flooded with self hate.
Fruitless adventures into like
Taken out and tossed aside
Rushed feelings this will subside
Until then, I pray.