When you walk in the room
My head starts spinning,
My heart starts pounding
And my hands start sweating.
My stomach turns circles
And tangles up in knots.
I clench my fist and grit my teeth,
Thinking about the way you look at me.
I just want you to notice me,
And love me as much as I love you.
Because I do.
But my eyes are watering,
And I feel queasy.
You see, you make me sick.
Sick to my stomach.
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