The secret love of youth is pure and hot, with thoughts that cannot be hidden, eyes that cannot be controlled, and cheeks that turn red accidentally when looking at each other... I dream about the future with him, and the sky is bright, but I find that it is just a dream. This dream fades with time, or it may be buried deep in my heart and cannot be forgotten... Maybe, I want to remain indulging in the dream.
Intention: Love yourself well