Every single time I open my twitter account, my friends have been retweeting those love quotes saying how in love they are or how hurt they are.
“You made me smile with every single thing you do, give me butterflies with your smile, and with the simplest words you made my heart skip a beat. I love you.”
I didn’t quite exactly remember the quote, but more or less that is what it says. Or at least that is how I remembered it. I always thought that those quotes are a hyperbole. How can you possibly feel butterflies in your stomach?
But I am proven wrong. I felt it. I felt those butterflies in my stomach. He made me smile with every single thing he does. With the simplest words, he made my day. He never fails to amuse me with the things he does. The tingling sensation when my hands and his brushed. How I will sacrifice my sleeping time to just talk to him till the sun rises up. And the thing that surprises myself is that I don’t actually mind sharing my food with him.
Is this what they call love? I have never felt so happy and so.. This feeling is indescribable. And there is prom coming up. He asked me to go with him. I felt like I can never be happier. It’s like fireworks are bursting, confetti are everywhere. I can hear my own heart beating so fast, and how his eyes sparkles..
Is this what they call love? Or is this just a crush? Whatever they call it, I don’t want to stop feeling this way.