Blush
Soft color on me cheek
Butterflies in my stomach
I'm sweating all over
I can't move
Im petrified
The ability to talk has left the building
The ability to move has disappeared like magic
And the ability to speak words has left me babbling like a idiot
What is this im feeling
What am i doing
What has cause this
Only my one true weakness
My big fat crush
Copyright © Kenovia Mcneal | Year Posted 2018
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