Butterflies

Butterflies

I get butterflies when I see you.

I get butterflies when I think about you.

You give me butterflies…

I try not to cry

Those butterflies die…

But then…, they come back

You are filled with surprises

But that’s ok because I’m being wise

Wise about what,

Wise about how I feel

Wise with my feelings

You give me butterflies

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