Many times I want to say straight to his face that I love him.
If only I have the courage to tell him what I really feel.
I want to slap the faces of those girls who flirts around him.
I don't know when this love started and how it happened.
Others said that love is like a thief. It'll sneak into your heart without you knowing and when you least expect it.
The next thing you know, you've already been robbed and it's too late.
You can't do anything about it.