Butterfly
By Jen

I listen to our songs and try to feel
I look for the spark in our pictures
I remember how we laughed and how we cried
But now I wander from your side

I remember all the words
all the smiles
and the kisses. Moments, in between.
But now my chill is no longer warmed by your flames
and even butterflies....go south in the winter

I know you still see me as an angel at times but...
I'm not so good, love, I'm...not so good.
Sometimes I can't remember who we were
And sometimes...I don't want to remember....


I remember all the words
all the smiles
and the kisses. Moments, in between.
But now my chill is no longer warmed by your flames
and even butterflies....go south in the winter

I'll never be held like you held me
I'll never be loved like you loved me
But the weather grows colder every day
and even butterflies
go south in the winter

 

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