I saw your face

I’ve never felt so many butterflies before,
They swarm and fly and fill my chest with fright.
I fear this ache will last for evermore,
Knowing my luck, it won’t turn out alright.

I hope to see your face more often now,
As your bright smile lights up the heavy room.
Your gentle laugh makes the whole world grow warm,
And instantly dissolves my everlasting gloom.

I yearn for just a single, long embrace,
I’m sure that it would heal my longest sorrow.
I would do anything just to see your face...
... Again and again
And I hope I will see it tomorrow.


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