When I saw your face...

Man, you had me at that first glance.

The butterflies woke. Flaring alive.

Restless and wild they flew about in the pit of my stomach.

Smiles and blushes came around.

I couldn't help but smile and giggle when you're there.

Glances and sighs. That's what I gave.

Confused looks and pitty smiles are what I got in return.

Until one day glances turned to stares and sighs turned to smiles.

Touches came and closeness prevailed.

Your hand was there and I held it tight.