Question

Every time I hear your name, all I can do is to seat and think of your face.
Every time I see your smile, I wonder what would happen if I confess my feelings for you? Will you still smile and say
that you love me too?
Every time I see your beautiful face, I can see how far is my distance from you.
And every time I wonder If you can love, I keep asking
can the story of beauty and the beast happen in my life?