My crush

My crush is cute I like him too but every time I see him I get butterflies in my stomach 

an thinking in my head like damn he cute he gets closer my brain goes blank when I first layer eyes on him all I was thinking is he's mine 

to keep when he touched my hand I just wanted to grab on to it tighter but my shyness made me weaker 

when he walked my dog all I was thinking was omg 

his smile his skin it just amazing I'm going to make him mines.

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