After 2 years I'm still your butterfly

After 2 years I'm still your butterfly

A Poem by Airila

I saw a butterfly go past me today
And I thought of you
Remember our cute little nicknames
Mr. Thang n his Butterfly?

On October 15, 2007
I lost the most important person in my life
My boyfriend was 19 years old when he died
His killer: Himself. And his diabetes

I never knew why he did it
And I never will
All I have left of him
Is one picture

The tears I cry for him will never not flow
Every May 2, every October 15
I lie on the floor, in my living room
And I cry

I cry the tears of a broken soul
These scars are bared
Only for him
He's the only one for me

I can never heal
That void, never gets filled
I cast a spell, each year
To bring his soul piece

There's not a moment where I don't think of him
I loved...no...I love him so much
It still hurts, every day, every night, every moment
But in some way...I know he's watching me for above

I love you

© 2009 Airila


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:D Thank you. *Blushing*

Posted 15 Years Ago


A very heartfelt piece of writing. Loved it. Wonderfully written

Posted 15 Years Ago


I never really thought of myself as strong...but I guess you're right.

Posted 15 Years Ago


wow, the amazing part is your strength to talk about it.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Thankies

Posted 15 Years Ago


so sad, so revealing, only someone who has suffered could write like this. very well written.
sorry

Posted 15 Years Ago


Thanks.

Posted 15 Years Ago


this piece was very touching. Sometimes the only way to heal a hurt is to express how much it hurts. A very beautiful piece. Beautifully written. My deepest sympathy for your loss.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Airila
Airila

Kingston, Jamaica



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