Thursday, February 12, 2009

Butterflies

I saw you in the hall, and did I see a smile on your face? When you looked at me? A grin? A smirk? A half-smile? Anything?

I know I didn't imagine it. It was there. I know it.

That little, half-smile/grin/smirk/thing that you gave me when you saw me, made my entire day.

You give me butterflies.

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