No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to part with the butterflies on my wall.
They're hand-folded paper creations stuck up there with hot glue.
I just can't bring myself to get rid of them.
Why can't I?
I can’t sleep anymore because your butterflies keep me awake at night.
Seeing those butterflies on my wall remind me that I hurt you.
I. HURT. YOU.

But I can't seem to throw the **** things away because you made them especially for me…

Everything beautiful is now broken.  
The shards of what we once were have cut me way too deep.  
I realize I will never have anything the way I once did.  

We were happy..

I wish I could have been different.  
But the thing is, You're too good for me.  

You are as stunning as the first blush of a summer sunset,  
As lovely as the first leaf that falls in autumn.  
Your icy eyes pierce through my gaze,
leaving me feeling cold and vulnerable.

I can never compete with that.  

There is no way you could ever love someone like me.  

You're just too good for me.

A question I’ll ask everyone that means something to me,

How much do I mean to you?

I don’t want to think that I mean more to you than what I actually do.

it's just a painful realization that I mean so little to someone who means so much.

A poison tree can make such a gorgeous flower…
but in the end,
that flower is beautifully tainted…
That flower is beautiful and it knows it,
Everyone loves this flower for its looks...
But this flower is growing to be poisonous and bitter inside.
It's unaware of the harm it can do.
That flower will harm without realizing it because that's all it's ever known.
Venom runs in its roots.

That flower kills and paralyzes,
but doesn't know why..
That flower wonders why all these destructive things are happening-
but that flower doesn't know that it was dammed to poison from the start.

Oh, poisonous flower..
You are plucked from your roots because you destroyed without realizing it.
You didn't know you were venous.
Your beauty was all you cared about.

I stopped listening to music.
I figured I needed some time alone with the silence.
And to be honest, it has been speaking to me all along…
I just couldn’t hear it.