My urge to see his handsome gaze that humbles even the moon's full phase. His fierce beauty has trapped me in a cage I'll spend my life lost in his praise. My urge to hear those melodious voice again which makes me forgot about my pain. If I got a chance to call him mine, I could write a book where he is the main. My urge to converse with his soul a craving that makes me feel whole. Addiction of opening his profile when bored stalking his updates- my favourite chore. My urge to listen about your girl from you make me feel happy dying too. I can't come between a love that's true while my remains just one sided and blue.