A Teenager's Crush

Just a thought of hers, And butterflies would fill up my stomach, Which wouldn't go silent, Until I fall asleep or get lost in her memories, So deep, that I wander out. What is the cure of a confusion so sweet, That I barely want its cure. Sometimes while roaming in the school, My eyes meet hers , For a second or so and I abruptly stop. My heart beats faster And my brain freezes. My eyes follow her Until she disappears, In the clad of students, roaming freely, In the corridor in the recess.