Butterflies are all I feel.
The excitement in my stomach.
The thrill of flying.
The thrill she gives me.
Today was good. Finally a good day coming around. It seems karma has worked its magic. The magic I enjoy.
Back to the butterflies. They feel all nice and warm, the feeling of warmth and comfort. This feeling that I have yet to feel in a while. The feeling that I'm safe. And I'm safe in her arms. As long as those arms are there I'll be fine.
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