butterflies.
I watch the birds fly above me,
Feeling left out and alone.
So when you choose to fly around me,
I suddenly feel I belong.
You float by gently capturing my attention,
Beautiful as my favorite song,
Guiding me in the right direction
Into the blooming flowers
Where I’ll find my home.
To: Gregory
From: Leila
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