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Why do I feel like this
So very suddenly
Why can’t I stop thinking of you
In this way?
Ever since the quince
The court wore the same deep green dresses
And had their makeup done the same
And yet you looked so much better than them
I looked for you first when I arrived
When our eyes met
A thousand butterflies
Made their way into my stomach
Words cannot describe
How beautiful you looked
I couldn’t speak to you that night
Without stumbling over my words
And ever since that night
At the quince
I have not been able
To look at you the same
I have not been able to look at you
Without seeing you
In that green dress
Your makeup so flawless
And now when I see you
No matter what you’re wearing
You still look just as beautiful
As you did that night
Today
On the bus
To the game
I sat with you
And as we spoke
As we vented
As we laughed
As we talked about everything and nothing
Every so often those butterflies
That made a home out of my stomach
Fluttered so aggressively I thought
They might burst out of me
When you smiled at me
When you looked at me when you laughed
I honestly wanted nothing more
Than to kiss you
I wanted to so badly
I wanted you to hold me
I wanted to play with your hair
I wanted to tell you how beautiful you are
I had never felt that way about you
I don’t know why
I feel like this now
But I do
I don’t want to feel this way
I don’t want to ruin our friendship
When I’m around you I feel so calm
When everything else is chaos
I’m so scared to tell you this
You’re genuinely my best friend
I don’t want to lose you
You’re such a good friend
Maybe you’ll see
That I don’t act like this
With anyone else
It’s only you
That I trust to tell
These things
That I’m touchy with
That I make those jokes to
I hope that you feel the same
That when you feel like you can vent to me
And when you’re touchy with me
And you make those jokes
I hope you feel the same
And I know you well enough
To know you’ll never
Make the first move
When we see each other
At school
I’ll subtly flirt
And hint at how I feel
And maybe one day
When we make plans
Like we promised
Because our friends left us out
Maybe then
If you like the flirting
Maybe then
I’ll tell you how I feel
Maybe
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