The first time i looked you in the eyes;
butterflies were born in my stomach.
The times you talked to me;
the fluttered around.
The times you called my name;
you made them flutter faster.
The times you came near me;
the butterflies reproduced.
The time you hugged me;
they fluttered like crazy.
I didnt want you to let go.
I was in your arms; i felt happy.
The butterflies were happy too,
they were the good kinds.
They liked you and seem to
be around as long as i see you.
Hug me again, make me happy.
