what are the butterflies

Love slapped you in the face Here, it said Here I am You played it off You told yourself that it was a gesture, a shared glance, a knowing look experienced by two people Lied to yourself and to your heart Tried to move past it and not notice because not noticing is easier than admitting you have to do something Here’s the secret though Love isn’t a slap in the face Love begins and ends the same Our souls a twin flame Are you the same as me? You speak the language of my heart, and I in turn, wish to harmonise the tune with you And when I look into your eyes, our hearts thump the beat I love you… I love you… I love you