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a butterfly wing falls to me
it looks so fare and beautiful but it came into existence in mid air
as he seemed to on that fateful day so long ago
he was different from the start
strong and stern but kind at heart
when i fell to the dark he scolded me and made me rise to the light
he was there for me
but does he care for me
i care for him
i would do anything for him
even if it meant my end
but i wait for a day...
no i pray for a day that he tells me he feels the same way
but will that time come
i hope so in the end
but until then ill hold my tongue and tear up my eyes
especially when if been forgotten and want him here
wish him near
but in turn I want to be there for him