Dear Butterfly, This is your final Diary.
Dear Butterfly,
I discovered it was the stars in the sky
That could save me
But that it wasn't just me all along
To open the chest of treasury
But a token of love which I had to learn for myself
And that was to love myself more than my flaws.
This is the last chapter of my butterfly song: I had to learn to trust myself with my wings of a Butterfly
The learning to love someone else is easy
But the learning to love yourself is hard
Much harder than any tragedy you can endure
But that was something to know for myself and even to follow the stars guide
And I had to learn to trust myself with my wings of a Butterfly.
YOU ARE READING
Under The Stars, My Butterfly
FantasyThe Butterfly was lost and now she was found Even while she was deeply hidden in the dark forest Forced to live captive by the evil curse That was the enchantment of the voice She used to be able to sing But without her voice She lost somethin...
