Raising my head, I turned around.
There she was
An elegant figure, a brilliant radiance.
Asahina Miyuki.
Her pure white summer dress,
Her straw-hat on her head,
Her long wavy hair,
Her smooth, soft skin,
Her cute, slightly pink lips,
Her amber eyes glowing brighter than the Sun.
The sight was heavenly.
A fairy, an angel, a Goddess.
She gave me what was the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.
I almost cried as she said,
"Aishiteru."
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Aishiteru
PoetryEveryone experiences the feelings of being embarrassed of confessing one's feelings or being scared of rejection. But, all of that goes away when your crush gives you a positive reply. It's like the whole world is brand new again. Everything else j...
