I kinda like you (actually I'm madly in love with you and absolutely adore you but can't actually say that because it sounds creepy).
You must be a mirage because you're so beautiful and I'm having a heatstroke.
I feel comfortable being myself when I'm around you.
Are we going to talk to each other or are we going to continue with the long distance flirting?
Let's have a future diary. A diary of the future of you and me.
Could you stop being so lovely? You're driving me so crazy.
You make me feel special.
I love you even if you don't love me back.
If God made anything more beautiful than you, I'm sure he'd keep it for himself.
Our smiles should touch now!