I swear to you I haven’t gone a day
Without thinking about the way
You make me feel.
There’s butterflies in my heart for you,
That’s something no one else could do.
That’s how I know that this is real.
Usually they’re all clouding my brain,
Which always end up driving me insane.
There they make me so confused.
Or in my stomach you could find
Them making me sick because their kind
Is my gut warning that I’m being abused.
From just the way you look at me
They flutter inside so happily,
Making my heart soar above.
I have never felt so free before.
There’s no one I’d rather fly with more.
I am deeply and madly in love.
apoeticparadox 
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