Butterflies
I love you
That’s what we’ve said,
for the past 20 years
But, is it what we mean?
I don't know, I'm confused.
Maybe we do mean it,
maybe we don't.
Some days I love you,
you’re my whole world, my everything.
You glance at me and grin.
While, I just look away
You always tell me you’re in love,
but how do I really know?
You could be lying, and
that frightens me.
So, I just look at you and grin.
And I say I love you, but
what does that mean?
What does it mean?
We all think of it different,
You might love me,
like I love my dog.
But. I love you.
Like Noah loves Allie.
When you look at me and smile,
I get this uncomfortable feeling in my stomach.
Butterflies.
I think that's what they’re called.
It is a weird feeling,
But, I guess that means
I love you.
Copyright © Hayden Perry | Year Posted 2016
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