I feel butterflies as he comes around. He looks at me and I lose my breath. I say I like some one when I know my heart longs for him. What kills me is he doesn't know. He doesn't know that he's the reason why I blush. The reason why I daydream. He doesn't know that he is the inspiration behind my love songs and every beat calls for him and only him. If only he knew. If only he could see. He's the reason I know what love feels like.
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