Ear to ear grin, that makes my cheeks hurt. Damp palms, that I’ll hide in my pockets. Quick breaths, to keep myself breathing. Butterflies, raging a riot in my belly.
This is what you do to me. I rejoice, every time I see you. I never dwell on the day it will fade. It's like the first time,
every time.
While waiting during one of our many early movie days.