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By wolfscreamer Date: 2010 Jun 04 Comment on this Work [[2010.06.04.12.36.24986]] |
| Was just thinking tonight about when I started "noticing" girls and recalled when I was about eight and a girl two grades above me gave me the butterflies inside but I didn,t know exactly what the butterflies were then.When I was ten my friends and I had a crush on a woman who ran the local cafe,I can still see her in my mind.At fourteen I had eye contact with a classmate who stared at me with hazel eyes and a smile way too old for her years that haunts me even now.Forty years on I occasionally still get the butterflies but now I know what they are.Life is a journey,love is a part of it and tomorrow morning maybe some of us will wake up wrapped around someone who makes the day ahead bearable,some of us maybe will wake up in a bed with one side as smooth as when we climbed in.Who knows,today may be a butterfly day. |