The Butterflies Have Gone | ✔️

p a p e r

You were the girl most popular in class

I sit in the back row and always came last

I wrote a piece of paper and express what I feel

Whenever I think of you, I know the feeling is real

That you make my pants sweat

Whenever, on my skin, you grazed or caress

You make my head go blurry

In a storm or a flurry

And you turn my world upside down

A smile from a frown

And I passed the paper to you

And I hope you believe me that I'm being true

That I like you

And hoping you would like me too

And you crumpled the piece of paper

My face turned completely paler

And my heart shattered

When you mocked me in a stutter.

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