They burnt the inside of my stomach,
as the butterflies begged to get out.
But they only travelled with the wind
as you refused to hold them.
As you refused to hold me.
How is it that the two of us can feel
so mind numbingly different,
when I only feel one thing for you.
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 6:54 AM UTC
They burnt the inside of my stomach,
as the butterflies begged to get out.
But they only travelled with the wind
as you refused to hold them.
As you refused to hold me.
How is it that the two of us can feel
so mind numbingly different,
when I only feel one thing for you.
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