Was it the way you made my stomach a meadow,
Making butterflies flutter all around,
Or the way you made me smile,
As bright as the sun shining on the ground.Was it how you didn't let anything slide,
You'd never appoint me aside.To you I could never lie,
Nor could I hide.Couldn't hide the way I felt for you,
Couldn't hide the way I felt when we parted.
I wish we could get the old way we were kick started.Always made me feel like I was flaring on cloud nine,
I took it as a sign,
To keep you close to my heart,
There's no words to express how much I hate the times when we're apart.How I'd love for you to correct my grammar,
Just once again,
I guess I'll just be waiting,
Until we meet again.
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PoetryThe period he put at the end of all sentences, never a grammatical error. He may be the most intimidating of the bunch, but he'll forever be my king.