Because I still get butterflies thinking of you
Like a school crush
The breaking of sunlight
Or cold ocean water
It mocks the first time you walked through those doors
Your instant approach
Temptation glowing through icy eyes
You were playful as our tension aroused
And goose bumps flooded bare skin
Words were trapped under nervous breaths
Yet one year later...
Who knew?
Who knew that I'd still be thinking of you?
With wild butterflies, every time I envision those eyes
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