Butterflies

The nervousness of when we speak, the butterflies I get when knowing that you’re standing close to me. I wonder if our fates could intertwine, oh what would I give to make you mine. It’s as if the heavens sent you as a sign. Your everlasting beauty sets chills down my spine. Could this set the tale of where our love would begin. I won’t ever change how I about feel about because we’d weather through any season. Better yet, could I catch you like sunset in Autumn. As the starlit sky illuminates the beauty of the night in which you fall from. There’s no gauge of what could be forever, so could you just take my hand as we vow to be together.

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