Wednesday, November 29, 2006
I'm really deeply infatuated.
I love the fuzz rush but I hate the reality of it.
I'm just another hopeless fool who fell for you.
His charm, in his eyes.
That intensity,
it's captivating enough to catch my glance,
and then lock my eyes on him.
Can't stand a day away from your body.
Then 2 weeks will be hell.
"It's like holding a neon sign saying 'I might like you', or telling him, 'I don't like you, I like you a little, heck, I like you. But I don't like you.' You're so infatuated lah!"
-peter
Because even the sound of his name makes me smile a different kinda smile. The type where you can't even see your eyes anymore. Haha.
Secretly posses me
02:19
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