Nothing can match the first flush of love
The initial rush of excitement and heart beating fast
Excitement abounds wondering when's the next date
Butterflies in the stomach, I have found my soul mate
Dancing around my room like a fool
A stupid grin on my face I can't quite lose
My hormones running riot I hope you feel the same
My heart not my head is surely to blame
Your voice on the phone, me shaking with nerves
A sense of relief you want to see me again
It's only been a few weeks and yet I can't bear to part
Like a brush to an easel, relationships are an art
As time goes by the excitement begins to fade
A content feeling, the start of the second phase
Emotions are cooled and I wonder what's wrong with you
Why can't you say those three words, I love you
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