My valentine
The nearer he came , my heart beats quicker, quicker than any time in recent memory ,
Butterflies tickles in the deept of my stomach and a shaking hand , I started to shudder
Until he at last stood right close to me ,
"Hi"- he said
I can feel my cheeks turn the haziest shade of pink,
So I peered down to conceal my bother
I did answered his hello , with a delicate hello mumble.
He looked so attractive and great ,and of cause he saw my modesty.
My gave a little grin and left,
The further he left, the more deeply my heart sank.
"He saw my presence "- I murmured to myself grinning like a maniac
"My Perfect suitor saw me"- I expressed again to myself shouting.
This feeling I have is in excess of a pulverize,
Each time I ponder him , I get an unexpected rush.
Incredible chills piercing down the rear of my spine.
Why gracious why , I wonder,
For what reason mightn't he at any point be mine? I would be his..
In my thinking and my subliminal quality, he is the only thing that is in any way important.
I wish he was my valentine… .
My valentine
The closer he came , my heart beats faster, speedier than any time in ongoing memory ,
Butterflies tickles in the deept of my stomach and a shaking hand , I began to shiver
Until he finally stood right near me ,
"Howdy"- he said
I can feel my cheeks turn the haziest shade of pink,
So I looked down to disguise my annoyance
I did addressed his welcome , with a fragile welcome murmur.
He looked so alluring and extraordinary ,and of cause he saw my humility.
My gave a little smile and left,
The further he left, the more profoundly my heart sank.
"He saw my presence "- I mumbled to myself smiling like a crazy person
"My Ideal admirer saw me"- I communicated again to myself yelling.
This feeling I have is more than a pound,
Each time I consider him , I get an unforeseen rush.
Staggering chills puncturing down the back of my spine.
Why generous why , I wonder,
Why mightn't he anytime be mine? I would be his..
In my reasoning and my subconscious quality, he is the main thing that is in any capacity significant.
I wish he was my valentine… .
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