My heart pounds like a trapped bird against my ribs whenever you're near, a symphony of nervous anticipation. My words always seem to tangle on my tongue, and my movements become clumsy, all because of... well, because of you.
My heart pounds like a trapped bird against my ribs whenever you're near, a symphony of nervous anticipation. My words always seem to tangle on my tongue, and my movements become clumsy, all because of... well, because of you.