Butterflies in my stomach are making me nervous
Can't go up and talk to you
like I used to.
If I go up, I fear
I'll stutter
And won't be able to tell you
how I feel.
These butterflies won't stop dancing
And my brain won't stop thinking
'bout you.
Can you please ask my brain to stop?
Cuz my heart fears you'll break it.
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RandomThis book is basically the things I want to share with people. My quotes and some poems and little thoughts. Please enjoy .
