There's a certain look you use when you think I'm not looking.
but sometimes I catch your blue eyes staring,
and my breathing falters.
yours.
There's a certain way you make me feel.
and it's crazy to think,
that you might feel the same.
yours.
I hope you know I'm scared as hell.
and every time you say "I love you",
I get these cute little butterflies.
yours.
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