there are some things
words can simply not describe
certain feelings that when spoken
sound like a foreign language
tucked away in the ridges of our gums
and clinging desperately to the back of our teeth

there are some feelings
buried deep within our stomachs
like the butterflies we find on first dates
sealed away in first kisses and whispered words

yet these butterflies are more sinister
battering themselves against our ribcages
“i need to be free”
“let me fly”

but
when they finally spread their wings
and are released from their cage
the sky is silent
still
quiet

because there are some things
words can simply not describe

like the feeling of being completely alone
in a room full of butterflies