when she was with you
when she was with him
she felt the butterflies fluttering in her tummy
they felt good
they made her smile
and when you touched her
and when he touched her
they tickled
and made her smile
they made her think she liked you
they made her think she liked him
but i saw her bent over the toilet
with her finger down her throat

Written/Contributed by Anita Siraki

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