I like it half a bit, and it casts a beautiful veil over my entire youth.
Half courage, half caution, half sourness, half secret sweetness.
Every time I look at you, my heart is out of control.
Who said I would only be silent and magnificent? I saw it. I stepped forward to make your heart flutter and smile, and heard your response: I like you.
It turns out you like me too. My heart is going to explode.
It turns out that every moment of alienation and indifference is an unparalleled heartbeat, but fortunately I know it.
Intention: Secret love for cookies