It was another ordinary Friday, to me. But yet again, to the many others that had found their soulmate, it was not exactly day to mess up. It's a day where Godiva shops would be crowded with people or more specifically man, florists smiling from ear to ear because of the never ending flow of customer, streets would occasionally have a little PDA which in my opinion is a little excessive, but then again who am I to judge. February the 14th it was.

The wind was blowing at my face and the air felt a little chilly from the winter season that has just passed and little colourful flower buds which brought a little life to the streets of Seoul. If it was not because I was running a little late for a meeting for my new drama I would have taken a little more time to appreciate mother nature. I brisk walk to the restaurant and pushed open the door. My eyes were searching 180 for the director and assistant director of my newest drama-Descendants of the sun. Then suddenly someone waved at me, and found who I was looking for. I started walking in that direction. There was not 2 but 3 people on that table, this petite looking lady was sitting there with her back facing mine. I was wondering who she is when she suddenly turned and she gave me the most enticing and beguiling smile I have ever seen. I unctuously stopped in my track with my jaws slightly open.

Who else could it be, but Korea's most sought of lady- SONG HYE KYO .

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Now, which is 7 months later, my feelings towards her have surpassed the admiration phase and turned to something so much more. In this 7 months I realise she is not just a pretty face but someone who is as beautiful inside as she is on the outside. It is like defying physical laws and sounds absurd because she is her beauty is like top-notch, but I can't find another way to describe her.

So this is how I find myslf standing in front of the mirror, ruffling my hair and mumbling to myself like a crazy maniac whether or not I should confess my love for her. I do not think I have ever found myslef getting more worked out than I am now for a very long time because I actually have my speaker blasting out music, not just any odinary music and I am singing along with it.

Let it go, let it go
Can't hold my love back anymore
Let it go, let it go
Turn to her and kiss her
I don't care what she's going to say
Let the storm rage on
at least I have tried my best anyway

I think people would be thinking I have gone amok if I was seen like that in public.

"How much longer am I supposed to suppress my feelings from her?! Another day of living with this secret in my heart and I will suffer from a heart attack! But what if she doesn't feel the same and starts to keep her distance from me....  I don't think I can live with that too.

Aigoo, Song Joong Ki, what is happening to you? This is not your first time confessing to a girl, why are you being so fussy, she is going to be taken soon if you don't make a move now!"

This lass started is convicted of guilt way before I met her. When I was younger, she stole a portion of my heart with her beauty.  Then,when I first met her she stole a little more of my heart with her character. Slowly as time pass, more of it gets stolen until there is none left to be stolen because all is gone, right there with the clueless lass.  Whenever I am without her, my heart feels a little  lifeless but then again, it beats in a breakneck speed when she is near.How can something possibly be so extreme?

At times all my heart longs to do is to tell the whole world that,  she is mine or be the guy she can confess her problems to. Th