∞ not mine, not even once

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That feeling in your stomach that you're always talking about; all the butterflies.

How stupid of me to think that they exist because of me.

How stupid of me to think that I'm the one who makes your heart beats.

When the only name you mutters
in every single prayer is hers.
Not mine.
Not even once.

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