Monday, January 11, 2010

Butterflies in My Stomach

Everytime I talk to you
I get butterflies in my stomach
And today I'm gettin sick of them
flying around within me.
I can't hide it anymore,
I like you.
I've said it before.
I can't think of you as just a friend
it aint workin boy.
We cant just be friends, cause I want
to be much more.
I want to see you,
I want to touch you,
I want to wrap my arms around you.
But for now I just wan't these
butterflies to stop.
They're makin me sick.
Everytime you call I don't know what to
say, I just listen to your voice as if
it were the first time I heard it.
You're really the only friend I've got right now.
Who's always there to listen to me,
and tell me what to do.
I really love you.

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