My little Butterflies.

Monday, February 20, 2012

Compulsion.


I feel compelled,
to open my eyes to yours.
to inhale what is exhaled.
to watch you in your sleep.
to feel your warmth next to me.
to feel your heartbeat on my bare skin.
to go the less subtle way to just get you to notice me.
to want to be that reason for your smiles.


And you want to know a secret?
Yes, it was a hint.

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