my firstlove is an angel

..aica

He's there again
Sitting on the bench and playing with his guitar
I was passing the school garden when I heard that voice,that same lovely voice.
Every afternoon I always make my way here just to see him. He was alone that Monday afternoon. I assume he's a transferee because no one dares to stop and greet him. I was about to take a step towards him when my friends called me so I left.

I don't understand but there's something in him that got me intetested. The second time I passed the garden, there I saw him again
I'm perplexed as to approach him or not. I want to know him. I want to. But maybe next time, I will

AN
Magpakilala n kaya c aica next time?