Butterflies.

The first kiss. The one I waited so long for. Long moments of gazing at your lips hoping they’d have the courage to touch against mine, soon. The thought of your beautiful eyes closing as you finally lean in to make my knees weak from a long awaited sign of affection.

Is it possible to feel this again? The butterflies? The longing?

I hope. And this time I’d like to do this right.

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