The butterflies have been replaced
with large, heavy rocks.
The rocks lay in the bottom of my stomach
suffocating the butterflies.

It was so hard for me to let them take flight
for you – or anyone for that matter.
For so long they had laid dormant…
But I let them fly for a few months -
a spring and a summer.
My world was brighter because of you.
There were sparks and there was more color in the world around me.

But now, it appears you’ve chosen another
and the Butterflies have been crushed by Rocks.
My world is gray.
Now it is Autumn,
a time when things change…
Do you feel it too?

Maybe someday the butterflies
will find a reason
to push off the rocks
and fly again…
I just wish it could have been
With you.