My thoughts are filled with butterflies
That came through my stomach up to my head.
Your presence alone birth these creatures,
And I don't know what to think.

To think that you made me feel this way,
Even though you never uttered a word.
It warms me up and brightens me day,
to feel your presence and see your curly hair.

The butterflies in my head
Flew away in the midst of a thought.
A thought of what words to say to you.
To you who I have feelings for.