Fluttering Butterfly, fly into the freedom of a new life. Fly alone. Fly far.
It keeps you safe from the world.
It has been taped up and stiched back together so many times. You promised you would look after it. But now I fear my bruised and broken heart may never truly heal.
Because I’m tearing myself apart looking for an answer.
The seasons change, life continues. I’m stuck in the past.
"It’ll get better" I’m told. But every week, every month, the weight of my loneliness crushes harder and harder. I miss you. I need you.
He may have said it first…but I’m the one left saying it last.
We all desire to fly with the freedom and beauty of the butterfly.
It hurts even to think into the future. A future of emptiness and lonliness without the one I need. The one I long for - to hold my hand and catch my tears, to kiss my cheek and hold me close.
It hurts to erase those futures
He has changed so much. Become unrecognisible in his actions and thoughts. I miss the old him. My him.
I am left alone again, in the repetitive stillness.
It fills my every thought and every emotion. It overwhelms me when I realise just HOW MUCH this is still true. Although I pretend it’s not….you are still and will always be my everything.
You left me broken. You left me lost. You left.
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