In my stomach is where you live.
Each time i look at him and get butterflies i feel as though it is wrong.
I look at him and think of you.
More than anything i wish to remove you.
The hollow hole for a belly i have contains only you.
and sickening butterflies.
Oh how i wish to clip their wings and end in them as you did in me.
In my stomach is where i ache thinking about you.
I do not deserve this illness.