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I remember those butterflies.
When I believed in you and thought you believed in me and I didn’t think more of what else could be.
I’d rather not tell you that before I met you, I was the happiest I’d ever been.
I remember how small I felt, when you pulled me into you.
Slowly I feel them creeping up, lapping at my toes.
I will never forget, no matter how hard I try.
It would never fade away.
We woke up the next morning to a make your own waffle bar.
I hate thinking that all that time and effort was nothing but favors to you.
You were there as a lover when I needed someone to sweep me off my feet. You were there.
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