wild flowers, rainy days & ramblings to the world
12.13.2016
c r u s h
There are butterflies, and blushing.
There's tripping over your own feet and checking your hair in your reflection.
The nervous glances and the smiles that never seems to fade.
There's having a crush,
There's falling in love
,
& then, there's this.
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