she was a naive little girl
and she is still a naive young lady
she wonders
how it feels to love
and how it feels to be loved back
she wonders
if after all this time
it is the butterflies in her stomach
that makes her
smile more
laugh more
she wonders
if after all this time
he felt the same thing as well
she wonders
if there will come the day
they hold hand
exchange hug
share kisses
and live
happily ever after
---
a 5-minute poem
in one random afternoon
early August 2016
with blurry vision
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