I remember seeing her
for the first time
and I remember
telling myself that
we'll never be together.
I felt my stomach turn.
It must've been the butterflies
fluttering away
because they know that
they will not be useful
to a man filled
with hopelessness
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 10:28 AM UTC
I remember seeing her
for the first time
and I remember
telling myself that
we'll never be together.
I felt my stomach turn.
It must've been the butterflies
fluttering away
because they know that
they will not be useful
to a man filled
with hopelessness
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