We are not done, far from it
We are not ending until the story
Writes the last word
We are still beginning
And still dreaming
And not only are we now friends
Instead of acting like a married couple
We are still so in love
That we are scared to break each other's
Hearts again
But we are going back to a place
Where we can know exactly why we ever fell in love with each other.
YOU ARE READING
Fly high, Butterfly
PoetryThe flying high Of the dreams With wings And becoming a Butterfly Means we are all under the moon Of the night And the roses to hold us tight And we can fly high, Butterfly.
