Be Free, Butterfly

"Do you remember, butterfly?" -Secondhand Serenade, Your Call

 

Be Free, Butterfly

 

Do you remember,

My sweet butterfly?

 

Those nights

The stars were glistening,

 

How we spoke

Of all things small and big?

 

 

 

Do you remember,

My great angel?

 

Those sunrises,

Arms embraced,

 

Smiling and whispering,

“Good morning, sunshine”?

 

 

 

Do you remember,

My valiant knight?

 

Those evenings

I would cry and scream.

 

You held me tight,

And promised your love?

 

 

 

Do you remember,

My handsome prince?

 

Those pretty words

Of comfort and love.

 

My eyes shining for you,

My mouth smiling for you?

 

 

 

Do you remember,

My enamoring chéri?

 

One night,

When the moon was glowing,

 

You packed your bags and left,

Taking peices of me with you?

 

 

 

Can you recall,

When that change came?

 

When my world collapsed,

And yours was re-built?

 

You are walking a path,

On which I am no longer welcome.

 

Look for that sunshine,

Who will light your way and lift your heart.

 

Author's Note

haha, i know all the butterflies are kind of random, but i like it :)
and im a little apprehensive about this one because its in first-person and i havent written like that in awhile.

Reviews

[AngelofSorrow]

its really good, i like it.

[Alice Oiseau]

Oh, Nora! I love this one. I love the switch in point of views, between man and woman. I love the little french you included and of course that sacrificing ending: look for the one who will light up your world, for I am not that person.
That's a real tug on my heart.
Keep it up.
Cheers.