The Diary of the Butterfly

You

You

First time I saw you I felt something.

I didn't understand it,

And I didn't want to.

I saw your eyes and I wanted more,

I wanted to know everything.

Wanted to know who hurt you,

Wanted to know your filthiest secrets,

Your most embarrassing moments.

I wanted to know what made you sad,

I wanted to know what made you happy.

I wanted to know what made you,

You.

First time I saw you I felt something.

I didn't understand it,

And I didn't want to.

You smiled at me and I knew I wanted to see that smile every day,

Your voice was a sound I knew I could get used to.

And

When I looked at you,

I could feel my soul reaching out to touch yours.

First time I met you I felt something.

I didn't understand it,

And I didn't want to.

It was as if a figment of my imagination had come to life.

And though I knew nothing about you or who you were,

I felt as if I had known you my entire life.

First time I met you I felt something.

I didn't understand it,

And I didn't want to.

It was unlike anything I had ever felt,

And even after the moment had passed,

I never stopped feeling what I felt.

You were tattooed on my mind,

And no matter what I did, who I was with or where I was,

Not a minute went by that I didn't think of you.

First time I met you I felt something.

I didn't understand it,

And I didn't want to.

In that moment I knew I was up for something,

Because it was as if you had captured my heart,

My mind

And

My soul

Without even knowing or trying.

TionaH🦋