Butterflies
By berkels
What was that feeling, when we first met? That left me wanting something i hadn't had yet. Was it my heart beating a million miles an hour? Or light pouring down, like an april shower Was it like the feeling after the first snow? When everything is fresh, but you just don't know Was it the fluttering inside my chest? Or how thinking of you brings me no rest What was that feeling when we first met? That left me wanting something i hadn't had yet. Written March 1st, 2001 © on Jun 09 2001 12:44 AM PST 0 • 8
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