Skipping Beats and Butterfly Flutters

Love Blossoms

I must be crazy,
but I let you take my heart
and hold it in your hands.


It's like it found a home
there in your love,
skipping beats and
butterfly flutters.


You are the best thing
I have ever called mine.


It's only the beginning,
but I hope this never ends.


It's a beautiful thing,
giving your love to another
accepting the risk of heartbreak.


But you are worth it.

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Inspired by: "Best Thing I Got" by Sabrina Carpenter

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