There she goes again. She runs as fast as she does on my brain, flinging her long, next-to-black hair that never fails to catch my eyes. She mesmerizes me with every step, every turn, everytime. I await endlessly to chance upon her beautiful smile, which she casts with every conversation. How I wish I could the one to make her smile, smile so happily that her eyes would turn crescent?
The closer she gets to me, the faster my heart beats for her.
