Butterfly
For I did not know it would be this hard, walking around with a broken hard.
Hiding the pain behind a wide smile, but only being able to fake it for a while.
No one knows and no one will, about the hurt that has been delt.
Not from anyone or anything, I am the only one to blame.
I shattered my heart searching for you, when I knew the love wasn't true.
It's not your fault I fell too hard, although I ended up with scars.
You were being you and that's what I loved.
Little did I know that would be enough to make my knees weak, heart beat fast, and feel the butterflies flutter fast.
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