My heart tells you that...

Here I'm...in my deeper feeling of being an kicked-ass.

no no..not like that,,,not what  exist in your mental image.
well, let's see what's wrong with me.

I start the story from ...him. Yes...a handsome guy with his pointed nose.
Just call him Hayden. I met him in front of Salsa ballroom and I thought 'hey..this could be something'

It took my breath away.  Okay. Normally, I would fall in love with him. But I had rotten luck.
I wouldn't believe it. I  didn't want to feel this. 

However, as time goes by...

He made me so special. He told me that I was a kinda exciting puppy  (I can't find another better word to say so) that made him so excited  to live his life.