6th Grade Crush

I remember my first day, in 6th grade elementary

The teacher, then called me by my name

She wore a summer dress, the next day wore a little less

And still gave me a boner, just the same

I dropped my pencil on the floor, just to see if i could score

The perfect view of her panties

Playing kickball in the yard, i sat and watched her from afar

She was the perfect girl for me

But I don't know

Where all the seasons go

The summer came and went too fast

But I know

That I'm still feeling pretty low

I still can't think about her less

I remember my last day, in 6th grade elementary

The teacher asked to see me after class

She tore her clothing off, her juggs were huge and very soft

I woke up drooling on my desk

I'd pat erasers after school, tried to pretend that I was cool

So we could spend some time alone

She was almost 33, she said you're much too young for me

Now I harass her on the phone

I'm older now

I cannot find

A reason why, that i should

Just put aside

My feelings there

I've come undone and i'm still waiting

For her to decide

And i'm stating

I can't tell you why, i can't give up