Can't contain.

We stood apart, separated by this invisible wall impregnated by an awkward silence rattled by a tinge of embarrassment at a shared information. Our little conversations, they leave me giggly and all flustered - in my t-shirt and my navy blue denims and red Chucks, it felt like I have tutus on instead and the most loveliest crown nestled at the top of my head, donning a pair of glass slip-ons on my feet. I wonder if you know that you make me feel so bloody adorable, even when the mirror says otherwise, everytime I caught you stealing glances my way.

I want to write about you and this is just the tip of the foam in a large mug. Hello, again.

I don't know, I can't contain my heartbeat,
I am dancing, shrouded by green trees,
I am whirling, wearing my sun feet.