sayang...i copy it cause i like it...hehehe

And there he was,

Staring into my eyes as a child stares at a candy,

He was an image of PERFECTION,

His sea blue eyes were as deep as the ocean,

And oh, so full of mystery, like a treasure waiting to be opened.

He could win any girls' heart,

But he was waiting for my response to the question,

My stomach was churching like milk in a blender,

My heart was beating as if I had just run a marathon.

I was so excited that he had asked ME,

Not just any other girl, but ME.

All I had to do was get the words out,

But it was hard.

His perfection stunned my thoughts,

Yet I managed to reply in a cool manner.

The words flowing off my lips as water flows through a stream

"Sure, you can borrow my pencil"