You're slowly opening your petals wide
And I'm starting to spread my wings and not hide
I'm grateful to be there in times
When the rain pours
And the sun soars
And like as I told you,
Everyday, I would fly around you
The butterfly asked,
"The one you love
Or the one who loves you"
I chose the one I love
And you chose the one who loves you
But I guess neither of that was true
YOU ARE READING
No, Thank You
PoetryThank you for letting me fly~ ♡ Poems I made because I'm inspired to It's like my output for what I feel for who If you are reading this, I just wanted to say "Yes, Thank You".
