fantasy and reality

The grin. The smile. That damn  stupidly smile. Just makes my heart warm. Oh, what have you done to me? Did you put a spell on me when I didn't noticed? Or I just happened to be hopelessly devoted to you? One I shall confirm. You shall be mine . Forever.  After.

It might be cheesy or whatever. But, I fall in love with every guy I met. I don't know why. I'm starting to feel like I'm a flirter or something. or maybe like a casanova or a playboy. How will I ever hold something strong?