Him

I looked at him and smiled,
his dark eyes shining with happiness.
He’s so cute.
I call him love,
and his face turns a bright pink.
I adore him so much.
The way my heart flutters when he smiles at me,
and the way my stomach fills with butterflies when he says my name.
I love him.
So much.
And I’m glad that the feeling’s happily returned.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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