.......Hey wait, I definitely like you, but I do not feel right to express love so soon. What do we really know? About each other. What I knew, these few words of mine will go away from him.
That silence of some of his moments was very painful to me that day.
It was true that loved so soon, how could he even know a voice only? We never met, nor could we see the depths of love in each other's eyes. So how could I believe that he was telling the truth.

Today when I think about all this, it seems that someone has told the truth - the form of love is like a river, which keeps flowing through its own path, without thinking that it is unknown to the place where it is going, The people there are also not familiar with it. Love was...