May 15, 2013

This is my confession


I have this rush feeling everytime i saw you
I tend to be nervous and shy whenever you near me
In silence, i admire you
In distance, i think of you
No, i don't know wether you feel the same
Or it just me, that so into you
Now tell me what i suppose to do
When my tongue gets tied
And my words gets trapped
Funny, a thousand different faces may have passed me by
But i only think of you, 
From distance, I Love You

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