My stomach full of butterflies,
My eyes filled with unshed cries
My cheeks painted with a blinding red,
My mouth choked with words unsaid.
Do I walk up, say hello?
Do I dress up, put on a show?
Do I tell him how I feel?
Do I make myself seem unreal?
Obsessively stalking his Instagram feed,
Unknowing where this meaningless crush would lead
Knowing how much power he had over me,
Scared that one day he too would see.
My stomach full of butterflies,
My eyes filled with early cries
My mind figuring out what to say,
My mouth not cooperating, to my dismay.
I hated the feeling of being lost,
In the eyes of someone who'd only caused
Anxiety and waves of grief, that's all-
and when he'd say no,
I'd crumble and fall.
~Via
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I feel like I'm waiting for something that isn't going to happen.
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