Addicted

I hope these butterflies won't leave my stomach.

I hope they're always there.

Tickling.

As you are standing there.

Looking at me.

I kinda miss you.

Putting your arms around me.

Tying your arms around my hips.

Touching your lips and kiss it.

Addictive.

Your scent.

Your body.

I'm addicted.

xoxo