I haven’t been this happy in quite some time. I still feel tinges of pain But they never last long. They no longer feel the same.
They’re distant you see, far from the depths of my heart For the holes that echoed cavernous, fill with webs, holding together what once fell apart. And I smile.
Because I’m happy Not obligated or covering up something more raw and real but genuinely happy that’s part of his appeal
These webs catch feelings, ones of warmth a calming peace Those little arachnid legs will wrap carefully these from greatest to the least and store them away deep in the depths of my heart to call upon those memories when I feel I'm to fall apart
Hopefully the light lasts even in my darkest of days and the butterflies he's hatched scare the moths aways
away
they'll fly leaving the fields bright and clear, and comforting darkness sent off to disappear But yet, we all know that moths attract to light in dark but maybe I'll learn to love them, as the Entomologist holds my heart.