'From how you say it, how does it feel?"
'You tend to think about them all the time, you always miss them and make up excuses just to be
with them. You tend to smile when you think of them and when they call your name…it gives you this exciting shiver. It's an amazing feeling all together." She explained with such tender voice and warmth in her eyes that I found myself admiring how beautiful she looks when she's caught in her own world.
'Did anyone tell you how beautiful you look when you're lost in your thoughts?" I asked more to myself.
'Huh?' She asked turning to me but then I shook my head sideways. Thank God she didn't hear me. What was I even thinking?
'About that love, what if you get irritated by the mention of her name, wants to rip her apart for being rude and always wished she gets into trouble…is that also love?"
'Of course not, it's either hate or obsession." She replied with a chuckle.
'Oh, I see. That's a relief." I said with a smile.