I saw you yesterday,
Standing tall with your mates.
Your dirty blonde hair falls perfectly;
Your sleepy blue eyes;
Your sparkling smile.
How was I supposed to walk past you?
Never like this.
Never this nervous.
You electrify, scare and kindle my love for you.
Too much to walk past you.
Too many butterflies unrest in my body.
You give me butterflies. Blue butterflies.
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