Its not my heart but my stomach that flips over and does a Yanna Cholaeva & an Anna Melnikova when he looks at me mischievously...
Its not my heart but my stomach which is down as if i ate a ton of granite when he doesnt talk to me for hours...
Its not my heart but my stomach that goes on into a gluttonous frenzy when i think about him...
Its not my heart but my stomach which loses its appetite when he hurts me and fights with me...
Now say isn't stomach more related to love and its issues than heart... It is, indeed...
PS # and as u have guessed by now, the post & the title have no connection as such... its the Avril Lavigne song, I'm with You...
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