To Amber
The butterflies are back again
Or maybe they never left
My insides are turning golden
You've gone and made me bereft
I love you I love you I love you
It cannot be said enough
You send me a message, I melt
Or collapse in a small happy puff
You're so f#cking cute I might die
I just wanna hug you again
I can't say it to you in person
So I write it instead with a pen
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