You're perfect smile. It always makes me so gloomy in possitive way.
You're the one who looked at me and smiling when all the people around me doesn't care 'bout what I do.
You're the first one who smlied to me in the morning and asked me, "how about your homework?" It's cute.
You're the first one that I noticed in the class.
Your laugh.. Your smile.. The way you talk.. The way you walk.. The way you lead us to be greatest friends.. The way you look at me.. Your weird act..
But, you're not even mine. You're hers. And I'm not anything, just 'friend' in front of you.