I love you since,
denying for more than a year,
pretending to dislike you,
And ending my day hating the feeling.
thinking of you is not my hobby,
but I am wondering,
you are always in my dream,
a friend call it love.
she said you are boyish,
but she has no idea,
no matter what she say,
my feelings is unchangeable.
many times I have tried,
telling I really love you,
but i am afraid to do,
sorry, I am shy.