May 06, 2012

I'll see you when you get there;)

Dear Diary,


I met him again this morning. I don't have idea why my heart still beating so fast everytime I meet him. I can't help myself to not melt everytime I see his sweet smile. I'm happy everytime I see his smile, but I'm happier if that smile if for me. Can't he be mine?


Dear Diary,


I saw that girl again this morning. I don't know why I'm always nervous when I meet her. I always hide this weird feeling by smiling to my friends. Honestly, my smile is for her, not my friends. I want she to be mine.