Her warm touch freezes me and although I'm cold from outside my heart melts like ice.She is my forgotten butterflies, the pink tint of my cheeks and the reason of my happiness. Her touch that made me have goosebumps, I still remember how I felt when I saw her first time.
And now we met again and the sparks generated, her hypnotising yet alluring eyes made the time move faster, the vehicles sped up so did our heart beats and the colourless liquid trickled down her countenance at a faster pace than it did to mine and now I fell for her the second time.
