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I was told that you know exactly when love arrives, because when it does, your stomach turns into the land of thousand butterflies. I was told that when love arrives it hits you so hard that breathing becomes the hardest part, and your whole body gets numb by the thought of her in your arms My stomach was home to no butterfly, breathing was never hard or my body numb yet, I gave it all because that day when love arrived and I saw you for the first time, something penetrated my chest and since then the only feeling I’ve had was the constant fear of remaining breathless I so wanted to be good for you that I turned blind and did not see I was losing myself in this hell trying to be a decent human being striving to save a love that perhaps has always been wrong
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Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
The Land of No Butterfly — A Different Kind of Love
I was told that you know exactly when love arrives, because when it does, your stomach turns into the land of thousand butterflies. I was told that when love arrives it hits you so hard that breathing becomes the hardest part, and your whole body gets numb by the thought of her in your arms My stomach was home to no butterfly, breathing was never hard or my body numb yet, I gave it all because that day when love arrived and I saw you for the first time, something penetrated my chest and since then the only feeling I’ve had was the constant fear of remaining breathless I so wanted to be good for you that I turned blind and did not see I was losing myself in this hell trying to be a decent human being striving to save a love that perhaps has always been wrong
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Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
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