My eyes open, my heart closed.
These feelings that I feel seem to be deeply forced.
Butterflies in my stomach as you walk by.
So weak you have made me.
I feel the urge to go up to you.
Talk to you, get to know you, and forever love you.
Overwhelming it is really, but it's O.K I understand you got beauty.
I cannot seem to find a way to leave this place.
What do I keep feeling as I keep staring at your face?
Love.
