Like is sometimes a beautiful thing, but sometimes it is also a painful thing. It is beautiful because there is a kind of sustenance and concern in the heart, which makes us understand the mood of falling in love with others, missing and waiting to meet him again, and unknowingly, waiting has become a part of life. Part; Pain, maybe I like someone who can never like me, and I keep waiting, always hoping that he can look back at me, even if he only has one glance, then I will be satisfied, but the reality is cruel, because even if he cares about me, it is just friendship.
However, falling in love with him is enough. Even if my heart hurts when I see him with other girls from a distance, I hope that this feeling can last forever. I can remember this different feeling and keep this feeling forever.