'... Maybe sometimes, we've got it wrong, but it's alright...'

Three little birds, sat on my window.
And they told me I don't need to worry.
Summer came like cinnamon
So sweet.

this is her being honest. no strings attached. no hiding di sebalik batu.

you see, she's human.

somewhere along the journey she saw him. at first she thought no more of him.

those short conversations meant nothing.

blame the exam stress, blame the sad state of IMU.

but somehow it came to

'..I don't know how you do what you do

I'm so in love with you..'

shoot me now, please.