The feeling is still there
When he smiled at me
THe butterflies raded my stomach
And I felt the flush attack my cheeks
His face is still like an angels
Like it was before
But his heart;
I know his heart;
Has hardened in a year
I only wish it wasn't
Because of me.
I only wish
The fantasy were real
Have we grown
Too far apart
For anything to be fixed,
To find anything again?