First Butterflies

There is really something special

With the first encounter

The butterflies

The young and innocent

Unknown as to what flaws are

The feeling of just meeting eyes

Oh the butterflies

The nerves of simply talking

The spark of happiness

With a simple thought

Constant butterflies

Wanting

Reaching

Changing

Fleeting

Idolized butterflies

The realization

Of the glorified imagination

The sinking feeling

Of the stupid butterflies