No butterflies, you said last week,

you looked at me, killing me,

I guess that is dating in 2017,

everybody just wants to be free.

 

Do you really want to be free as well?

I do not, I want you,

I feel for you, hard, wanting you,

and sometimes it seems you want that too.

 

Especially when we go out with friends,

and you put your arms around me,

you play with my long hair,

and I am as happy as can be.

 

You seem to be sweeter to me lately,

calling me your girlfriend, meany.

even when your friends are around,

you truly are a mystery.

 

The odd thing is I cannot stop,

I can’t seem to tell my heart,

not to get in so deep.

but this was hellbent from the start.

 

It is hard to let you go,

especially now that you act so cute,

please do not play with my fragile heart,

cause this change of plans it can’t compute.

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