and now I understand love,
like regrets ugly back hand.
and we fall in love for all the wrong reasons
and still love them after all the wrong done.

a kind of love,
that came with out warning,
had my heart in seconds,
who could of said no?

because I should of said no,
and sometimes,
you don't pick who you love,
with wide open eyes,

but there the people who get you,
for reasons you don't understand,
for reasons you can't really explain,
even when they shouldn't,

but then you figure out the bad things,
and just because you let them go,
doesn't mean you wanted to,
and time didn't heal wounds exactly,

but now you gave yourself some armor,
and a new outlook,
and helped you smile and not sob,
and the fact that I still love you,

but everything is different now,
makes it easier to give myself to boys that didn't matter,
because you were the only one that ever did,
and the fire in me no one stops to see,

but they see my smoke signal for miles,
and instead of putting me out,
they ignore me,
or use me for there warmth,

but sometimes you need to listen,
to your butterfly's,
screaming out your not in love,
because its not the butterfly's,

its your pain.