I always believe in miracles and phrases like “we are meant to be” …. My heart always seems to skip a beat, when I start thinking about finding the one you’ve been longing for…. I m trying to find if I’ve been suffering from any auditory hallucinations, but I cud still hear symphonies which neither Mozart or rahman would’ve dreamed …. I know all this happened when I saw her …
I can’t stop me from doing this; I could feel something churning in my stomach... her chestnut colored hair dancing to my whistle. Oh my God!!!! I didn’t know I could whistle until I saw her. I was staring into her eyes; someone has 2 stop me from composing a ballad for her (I m neither Keats nor Frost to do this!).
CANT WAIT 2 SEE HER AGAIN>>>>>>>
