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My stomach does a flip,
When he walks through the door.
To embarrassed to look,
My gaze is fixed on the floor.

Im so wound up,
I get butterflies,
From just a simple glance,
Into his eyes.

Im incredibly obvious,
Yet he doesnt seem to know.
Maybe he doesnt care.
If he does it doesnt show.

My friends are no help,
They tell me to ask him out.
I know hell decline,
Hell say no without a doubt.

It wont happen,
I know it in my heart.
But its good to hope,
Even if its screwed from the start.

By: greendaypsycotiger