(Here, I can hide in the digital white noise, and no one would be the wiser...)
I have not felt like a stumbling teenager in a very long time
In a very real sense, I feel like a fool
Just wanting to hold you
To know you are real
Not a figment
My luck has never been good at meeting people
(Yes, I know)
But for the first time in a very long time
My heart is all a'flutter...
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