It's alright to have butterflies in your stomach. Just get them to fly in formation.
-Unknown
Redder than a cherry, carful not to pop.
Feel the butterflies flutter noisy, inside your tummy.
Feel the tension grow yet as you speak.
Look the other way, mustn't met those eyes.
Those eyes with such a look that they speak.
The words come out in a jumble, Like tumbling blocks.
Soft laughter, and tenuous smiles.
Quick glances and stares.
Sweat pouring down as you confess.
A sweet small kiss, just a peck on the cheek.
How did you feel when you had your first crush? A nervous wreck aye? Don't tell me I'm the only one who felt like this? Lol still kinda do❤ Love is hurts whether its right or wrong. It's such a lovely feeling though :)
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A Silent Kiss
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