Gods, I think I'm-

Oh gods!

I think I'm doing it again.

I'm falling deeper and deeper in love with him...

Nothing can be good from this,

My parents don't approve.

But-

Gods!

He's so perfect to me.

The way he talks and his awkward motions.

His dark brown eyes that match with mine.

The dark-almost black- hair that he hides under his hat...

I can't stop thinking about the way he talks.

He might not be much,

but to me he's everything.

Oh dear gods....

I think I'm in love with him.