Personally I don't think the guy likes her, but she wanted thêm opinions. So she told me to write this article:
The guy is a grade above her and a năm older than her. He makes eye contact with her when she passes him in the hallway. He will at times look at her during lunch. She will see him behind her in the hallway and then all of a sudden he's there walking tiếp theo to her. His Những người bạn when they talk to her are nice. She occasionally see his Những người bạn smiling/laughing and pointing at her when he's around. And he knows that she likes him and so do his friends
The guy is a grade above her and a năm older than her. He makes eye contact with her when she passes him in the hallway. He will at times look at her during lunch. She will see him behind her in the hallway and then all of a sudden he's there walking tiếp theo to her. His Những người bạn when they talk to her are nice. She occasionally see his Những người bạn smiling/laughing and pointing at her when he's around. And he knows that she likes him and so do his friends
In my dreams, it was me in your arms.
In my dreams, it was your lips kissing mine.
In my dreams, bạn whispered to me.
I my dreams, it was us holding hands.
In my dreams, it was your tim, trái tim to mine.
In my dreams, it was my tim, trái tim to yours.
In my dreams, your tình yêu belonged to me.
In my dreams, I belonged to you.
In my dreams, it was us and them.
In my dreams, I could handle what life threw at us
because I had you, and bạn had my heart.
In my dreams, it was us against the world.
In my dreams, none of it mattered.
In my dreams, it was me in your arms.
In my dreams, it was bạn and me.
In my dreams, it was your lips kissing mine.
In reality, it was always her.
In my dreams, it was your lips kissing mine.
In my dreams, bạn whispered to me.
I my dreams, it was us holding hands.
In my dreams, it was your tim, trái tim to mine.
In my dreams, it was my tim, trái tim to yours.
In my dreams, your tình yêu belonged to me.
In my dreams, I belonged to you.
In my dreams, it was us and them.
In my dreams, I could handle what life threw at us
because I had you, and bạn had my heart.
In my dreams, it was us against the world.
In my dreams, none of it mattered.
In my dreams, it was me in your arms.
In my dreams, it was bạn and me.
In my dreams, it was your lips kissing mine.
In reality, it was always her.