I always get this overwhelming sensation when I meet someone I really like.
It feels like fairies are pulling at my heart, and at my feet.
I can't help but try and escape their playfulness,
I want to refrain from falling inlove with someone whom never even noticed me.
It happens so often, where my mind fools me into thinking that I could be loved.
That I am loved by someone other than myself.
I just wish upon a star... Upon a thousand actually, that one day somebody could love me.
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
I always get this overwhelming sensation when I meet someone I really like.
It feels like fairies are pulling at my heart, and at my feet.
I can't help but try and escape their playfulness,
I want to refrain from falling inlove with someone whom never even noticed me.
It happens so often, where my mind fools me into thinking that I could be loved.
That I am loved by someone other than myself.
I just wish upon a star... Upon a thousand actually, that one day somebody could love me.
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