Out of the box...
Out of the blues...
Now I did not realize,
Something makes me meltdown.
Along the sideways...
Or over the hedge...
Now I have not looked upon,
Someone makes me die softly.
I have not looked at my back...
And I looked at it silently...
Now I know,
That someone gives me sentiments.
Now I took a glance...
Now he peeks from the door...
Now maybe,
This is the thing that kills me.
I walked swiftly...
I ran joyfully...
Then a surprise was met,
Looking at his eyes were viciously sharp.
This time...
This anyhow...
Was the time of passing,
I passed on to thinking it was good.
The coffee was brewed...
The milk was steamed...
Now this is bittersweet,
Killing and smiling upon.
Now my brain freezes...
Now my heart pounds...
I cannot understand,
What is happening to me?
Then I thought deeply...
Then I wrote about it...
Now I hypothesized,
Is this called a "CRUSH"?
Then I took a glanced...
As he passed the pavement...
Now I felt bittersweet feelings,
But still, I have no conclusion.
As of now...
It is not the right time...
To conclude,
But just to observe that someone.
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Having a Crush Files ^___^
PoetryHaving a crush seems to be as simple as 1+1. but when the breeze captivates you, how can you hold on against your feelings? This is a short book with five free-verse poems about having a crush, and how someone slowly realizes it. I hope someone can...
