everyday i try to
ask myself
will he fight for me
this time
and then i answer
myself maybe no
maybe yes
maybe if i stop
thinking about him
or maybe i'll just
wait for him to
come and have me back
into his arms again and tell me
sweet baby i have missed
us and above all you
YOU ARE READING
butter fly thoughts
Poetryfor when the butterfly comes and my words with it, hope it reaches you and your soul. a four-part collection of just words with feelings. might not be for everyone. ✐ DISCLAIMER: May contain mature content. Read at your own risk.
