Glance.

Accidentally.
A busy daily.
It’s just a glance.
Never expected something bigger happen then.

Day by day, wonder who are you.
Wonder what you do.
Wonder what makes me wondering you.

Now every glanced we’ve made,
I just make something weird.
My eyes can’t look at yours.
Lips became freeze.
And my belly punch himself.
It’s like something tickle me inside.

Did I?
Honestly, I didn’t before.
But i don’t know why.
Now i hope you so.

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