... and pathetic, and foolish, and mental, and still a hopeless romantic...
I can’t fight this insane grin or this mad thump-thumping of my heart. Oh, this isn’t love, I’m sure of it. Just a reckless, silly infatuation with no apparent basis other than this unfounded, crazy kilig feeling I have at the mere mention of his name.
And it’s a secret crush that I’m taking with me right down to my grave!
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