Butterflies.
21:59
I've admired you from a far. But now it has turned into an obsession. An act that I must admit shameful but right in every possible way. My heart aches for your affection and these feelings are the kind that got me smiling endlessly. When I see you or think of you, I feel that kind of feeling that is so strange to me. That kind that always makes my stomach tingle with swarming butterflies. Yet, I cant contemplate whether or not if these feelings are real or fake. As my mind wonders and as much as I want to let go these fears that cross my mind profoundly, I want to devour the fact that all I want is you. But how must I keep in lock the feelings of wanting you when the sole truth is that you dont know me at all. Maybe you know, maybe not. It doesnt matter. What matters, is that someday you will take me away to your kingdom and make me your queen. Fantasies are just one's imagination to escape the real world where dreams are just for romantic fools. Who said dreaming are for fools? I'm just a girl looking for an escape from this world. Why does this always happen to me? What did I do wrong for feeling this way? All I've done is express these thoughts from my heart. Except the only heart that always broken is mine. I just need it to heal from all the wounds that slowly and painfully have been crushed from the past. I can only hope that maybe you will be different and be the missing piece of puzzle to my heart.
Butterflies.
21:59
I've admired you from a far. But now it has turned into an obsession. An act that I must admit shameful but right in every possible way. My heart aches for your affection and these feelings are the kind that got me smiling endlessly. When I see you or think of you, I feel that kind of feeling that is so strange to me. That kind that always makes my stomach tingle with swarming butterflies. Yet, I cant contemplate whether or not if these feelings are real or fake. As my mind wonders and as much as I want to let go these fears that cross my mind profoundly, I want to devour the fact that all I want is you. But how must I keep in lock the feelings of wanting you when the sole truth is that you dont know me at all. Maybe you know, maybe not. It doesnt matter. What matters, is that someday you will take me away to your kingdom and make me your queen. Fantasies are just one's imagination to escape the real world where dreams are just for romantic fools. Who said dreaming are for fools? I'm just a girl looking for an escape from this world. Why does this always happen to me? What did I do wrong for feeling this way? All I've done is express these thoughts from my heart. Except the only heart that always broken is mine. I just need it to heal from all the wounds that slowly and painfully have been crushed from the past. I can only hope that maybe you will be different and be the missing piece of puzzle to my heart.
