The way you push your hair back gives me butterflies
The way you smile gives me butterflies
The way you talk gives me butterflies
everything about you gives me butterflies
your eyes I could stare into them forever
I could listen to you talk forever
All these things stupid little things you do give me butterflies
why can't I be in your class
you give me butterflies
I hate the way you give me butterflies
I hate the way I think you're perfect
I hate the way you push your hair back
you give me butterflies
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: ̗̀➛ Poetry: A Journey
Poetry↳ ❝ And I realise that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it's all in my mind ¡! ❞ ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Poetry is an art that can touch the soul the same as music or even a...
