Almost love

By: Shelly (School of Mechanical, Aerospace and Civil Eng.)
Competition Year: 2014
Votes (13) | Comments (1)
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Thinking of you late at night
I saw the moon peeking out for us
Reaching outside, chills brought to my bones

Like being in rounded bowl
Going round and round in circular motion
Creating waves of feelings here and there
Year by year, then disappear

In the night
At the sound of silence
I bit my tongue and hold my breath
Trying to measure the possibilities
Of the almost love feelings
Calculated back then

This madness is softly killing me
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Nice ending. Good luck in the contest