Butterflies

Butterflies

A Poem by Song
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I hate the way my heart beats like a butterflies wingbeat when he's near. I push the emotion away almost immediatly, but after that I always miss the feeling.

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You don't know

How much my heart flutters

When I see your face

 

You don't know

How much my smile grows

When you near my space

 

You don't know

How hard I am falling for you

When you welcome the winds embrace

 

I know this time I am capable of loving

Capable of loving you

But it's the matter of you loving me too

 

So please answer my questions

Please correct my mistakes

Please welcome my embrace

Please, please love me too.

© 2010 Song


Author's Note

Song
Ahh. Young love lol young love and boys that'll never like you back.

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The imagination in in this poem was very good; and very true. I have been through this so many times; so many hurtful hearts that broke mine. Through like it's very possible for every girl to have a broken heart in their life. It touched me very much, thanks for sharing. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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The imagination in in this poem was very good; and very true. I have been through this so many times; so many hurtful hearts that broke mine. Through like it's very possible for every girl to have a broken heart in their life. It touched me very much, thanks for sharing. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I really like this poem. I would imagine most anyone could relate, and its simple and flows well. I am not an expert on poetry but it touches me.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on December 10, 2010
Last Updated on December 11, 2010
Tags: Romance, crush, love, butterflies, boys

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