Butterflies, stolen glances, going out of way, doing the silliest things for attention. Dear crush, I don’t even know when I fell for you or why I liked you at the first place. And you don’t even know that I exist, that a girl like me swoons every time you run your fingers through your hair. I swear my heart threatens to burst every time you stand up to make a speech. How can someone be so perfect? And to be honest my friends don’t really understand my liking for you. For them, you are an ordinary guy. For me, you are an unexplainable reason to smile all day long.

-A girl waiting for her dupatta to get stuck to your shirt’s button.

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