Butterfly Jar

Always in between the dark and the daylight

No matter how severe I know I will survive

If its over its alright

Nothing was meant to last beyond tonight

There is no reason to cry

We are still breathing alive

No matter what lines will be crossed and blurred

We go on as if we didn't feel the rug burn

The meaning is always hiding. However silver shines in the lining. 

We didn't know what we do

All I know I was mesmerized too

We never know why

Its not in our hands

 I think I was trapped in the butterfly jar

He held me close to his heart

He couldn't bear to watch me part

Now he knows he must open his hands and watch me rise

I will never be his and he will never be mine

Butterflies can't stay if they can't feel the air through their wings they will die

This cage is not for me

This place won't bring us peace

Yet we live on in love in the alternate universe of dreams

Is it real? Is it just a memory? Who can tell?

We can only ask the maker of the spell

Until then be well

Lift the glass. Alas, it is time for me to  go 

Pieces of heart and hope remain in the butterfly jar.