I got butterflies in my stomach,
This feeling is really bugging.
It's starts from my head,
Then sinks in my heart.
Head feeling light,
Chest feeling tight.
My mind wonders off,
Like ADHD.
I'm at a lost,
Stuck in a maze,
Yet, I still want to explore.
The more I get lost the more I find.
Those missing pieces hinting what I lack.
This only happens when you leave.
That is my Synopsis.
I'm coming down with a case of you.
Guess that's my diagnosis...