This, is not about butterflies
It’s the feeling you get
That feels like butterflies
But is actually just
Yourself fading
Yourself wishing
Yourself dreaming
Wanting, but not having
Having, but not wanting
Imagining yourself
With someone new
Wanting something
That you cannot explain
Needing something
That shouldn’t be needed
But is
For some reason
That rush of adrenaline
That happens when you’re near
The one that you love
The one you hold dear
But not someone you treat like family
Someone, instead
You’d like to start a family with
Gut taking over
The butterflies still there
Wanting to go near
But wouldn’t ever dare
Don’t wanna sever that line
Between real and fantasy
But needing that feeling
Of happiness and life
That is what they do to you
Take you
And revive you
They let you feel emotion
And let you live like normal
Instead of being a shell
And having no thoughts at all
You’re left wondering
If you should say hi
Or if your butterflies
Would ever let you slip by
Because no matter what happens
You’ll always protect them
You’ll always want them
You’ll always need them