Your look on your face is too cold that my heart froze. I can’t stand myself because I’m nothing. If the qualifications are required to love someone who is beautiful like you, I can understand it. I think I know what my problem is. I won’t be able to hold your hand when we walk together. I can’t do anything great. I love you so much and I want you so much. But I can only love like this. I don’t understand myself. I’m always looking at only you. Could you look at me and love me, just once, like I do?