Butterflies
So pretty and dainty
Not the ones in your stomach
Those kinds
Either signal
The start or end
Of love
They make you feel all giddy
Like nothing will ever stop
You and him
And everything is all happy
Then something goes wrong
And everything comes crashing down
The next time you see him
You hate his guts
But the butterflies
Never stop coming
Never.
Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 4:22 PM UTC
Butterflies
So pretty and dainty
Not the ones in your stomach
Those kinds
Either signal
The start or end
Of love
They make you feel all giddy
Like nothing will ever stop
You and him
And everything is all happy
Then something goes wrong
And everything comes crashing down
The next time you see him
You hate his guts
But the butterflies
Never stop coming
Never.
