We’re still not ripe enough to call each other honey It’s probably a matter of time before we call each other honey I’m ready to ask you out but the sweet words, looks and touch, that’s the real fun, like Counting down till our 100 days? That’s so childish, not the style these days, just […]
Note: “hobbang” is a hot bun filled with sweet red bean paste usually enjoyed in the winter. Like a white snowball The round hobbang is melting my heart I take off the wrapper like taking off the cold Hu hu hu I blow on it Take a bite of hobbang in this cold winter With […]
We don’t need to have a conversation, we know everything by looking at each other’s eyes Something about the flow is good, I’m getting drunk off this feeling that our encounter is giving This ecstatic feeling, I want to know you deeper This dizzy feeling, I think it’s love
You’re so pretty, you eyes, your nose, your cheeks, your lips, all of you When you’re too moved, you can’t say anything and when I see you, it’s just whoa ooh I just say whoa ooh, sounds with unknown meanings (you’re so pretty) I took courage and threw my confession at you You accepted me, […]
I miss you so much that I can’t stand it Even if a day, two days, three days pass Should I call you? Should I go to your house? As if we didn’t even break up? Yes, I guess I was like that back then When I was sick, you ran over in a heartbeat […]