He is not Mozart, but his music is as brilliant as Mozart.
He is not Romeo, but his talk sounds like Romeo.
He is not Einstein, but his mind works like Einstein.
He is not Gibran, but his words look better than Gibran.
He makes me talks about anything, not everything.
He lets me know what's in his mind.
But rare about his heart.
Well, he's a boy.
I mean, really a boy who thinks too much and feels too less.
Or maybe i still dont know him yet?
No, i'm not with him. For now.
I'm adoring him. He's great.
But he doesnt make me humming my favorite songs.
And he doesnt makes me smile all day and night long.
But YEP!
He makes me write this blog :)
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