It starts in the pits of your stomach and consumes your upper body
Your legs go motionless
Your cheeks turn red
You start to giggle
It feels so good
This combination of nervousness and excitement
When you meet someone and it just feels right
Maybe it's not love, but possibility
It's the idea of what could be
What could be more than a hookup or one-night stand
You feel like maybe, just maybe you could be more than a piece of meat
Maybe you could be someone who could be loved in the eyes of someone else
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You have someone who fits you perfectly, you finally have your other half
You start to do things you wouldn't
But suddenly reality slaps its cold hand across your face
And you realize
After all
It's just butterflies
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Oxford Magazine hosts Spring Street Reading
By Erin Glynn | February 11, 2020The rain drizzling outside the windows harmonizes with the first few notes of “Piano Man” a student plunks out on the old piano at the front of the room. As another student draws the words “Spring Street Reading '' in bubble letters on a large whiteboard, students and English professors trickle in slowly, helping themselves to the coffee, lemonade and cookies laid out on the back table and settle in to hear their fellow students’ stories.
