Somewhat agree.
When I was in love with my beloved, it was more like butterflies in my stomach everytime i was near her. And being in class--and thinking of her all day long; just waiting till Molecular Biology lab ended--so i could go back to my apartment, get dressed and knock on her door. And hang out.
Or as I walked from one building hall to the next building---then as I cross the intersection in the street---i can see from far away Anne's dark blonde hair. She waves at me--and my stomach reigns on butterflies just seeing her so excited. And having to contain my natural urge to smother her with kisses--because people were about.
Oh man, being in love is really sweet. Its like flying in the clouds~~
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