I adore you, Milove
I don't understand myself. Everytime I'll take a glimpse of your name, your image vividly appears in my head. What does this mean? I don't even know you well yet I can imagine you with me in future. Could it be a sign for destiny? Everytime you're around, I feel my heart racing - as fast as a speeding bullet. I tried to look away just to pretend I'm not staring at your gorgeous face. Now, I feel like I was a coward; talking to the moon and stars, saying it was you and me. I know several stars ex
