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Scared
I’m scared
I like her too much.
The butterflies,
Are they fear or joy?
Her eyes,
The way they sparkle,
It drives me nuts.
Her smile,
Oh God!
It drives me wild!
The way she covers her face when she blushes,
I want to give her the world.
But I’m scared.
I like her too much.
I like her too much.
The butterflies,
Are they fear or joy?
Her eyes,
The way they sparkle,
It drives me nuts.
Her smile,
Oh God!
It drives me wild!
The way she covers her face when she blushes,
I want to give her the world.
But I’m scared.
I like her too much.
Published 1st Aug 2024
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1st Aug 2024 2:22am
this is very understandable feeling it's very endearing how you feel about her...
