I think that I may be in love with you,
Whenever you’re near my heart skips a few beats.
And when you look in my eyes,
I get all flustered with butterflies,
Whenever I hear your voice,
I smile to myself,
And then I wish you could smile at me,
Whenever we talk,
I get all tongue tied,
When you say my name,
It never sounded as sweet,
And when it seems that I have offended you,
My heart aches to see that I caused you such pain,
Whenever you get angry with me,
It feels as though I can cry,
And yet I don’t want to admit that
I might be in love with you.
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