I finally have a chance to talk to you.

Suprisingly you are an extremly interesting person.

We don't talk about middle fingers.

We talk about you, your icy blue eyes, your strawberry lips

And me, my grassy green eyes and my rosy red lips.

My heart almost beats out of my chest.

Your beauty astounts me.

We talk about school and favoirite subjects.

You say you like chemisty.

I say I like art.

You smile when I say that.

I don't know why, maybe it's because we are so different.

I decide I love you, but I keep that to myself.

I smile back at you.

We walk together.