Oh, how I want to fall in love!
In order not to sleep at night until dawn, and in the morning to meet with a smile - after all, there will be a meeting, or - its expectation, and fading in the chest, or - a frantically pounding heart ...
To cry into the pillow at night, and then laugh at your anxieties and rejoice only in his smile.
To blush at a meeting, although it seemed that I had long forgotten how to blush and look at him furtively and immediately look away ...
To guess the steps before they even sound, and hear only him, and not notice anyone ...
And become reckless, and stupid, and funny, and let your eyes shine, and everyone will immediately understand - so what? And say such nonsense, and blush again, and then be embarrassed, and scold yourself again and again, and still - continue to be the same ...
Oh, how I want to fall in love!