June 4thMature

June Fourth

Like any other day

Hanging out with Nolan

*

The difference?

We knew our feelings

For each other

Knew how our hearts jumped

when our eyes met.

*

So, want to be my girlfriend?

I felt my heart in my throat

My knees went weak

It was hard to stay afloat

*

"Uhm, yeah, of course,"

Was all I could squeak

My shyness at its peak

and my face red as a beet.

*

He smiled, dimples winking,

Great, and all I could this

was this is what heaven felt like.

The End

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