I’m still getting used to saying your name
I still blush when you say mine
I’m still yet to make the connection between you calling me
And the fact that it’s me you’re calling.

I still look away when you look my way,
Look down to hide this smile I think is showing.

Pardon me for staring,
Your lashes– they’re so pretty when they curl up,
And when you smile, the way you smile when you’ve got a good night’s sleep
Or filled with bliss for reasons unknown–
When you smile that smile and look at me,
My heart flutters just a tiny bit and I know I am where I wanna be.

I wish you don’t notice that I notice but at least I only stare when you aren’t.


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