bloodstream

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my heart beats for you
it pumps red blood for
you

butterflies flood my
stomach,
after a single glance at you

you're the last thing i
think about,
before i fall asleep and
the first thing i think about
when i wake
up

yet, i'm so terrible with
words
even worse at showing you
how much i love you

i just hope you can read my eyes
as well as i can read yours.

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