"You like him?"
"He's not good for you!"
"That guy?! You like that guy?"
"Seriously?"
"His first girlfriend left him"
Can you please stop telling me those kind of words? It's not me who likes him, it's my heart who beats faster when I see him. It's my eyes who always find him every single time and see him flawlessly. It's my hand who wants to touch him. It's my lips who smiled because of him. It's my mind who always says he's perfect. You can't stop me from liking nor falling for him. Your words can't stop me 'coz hey, he's the one I like and I like him for what he is.
