Every time you cross my mind I find myself pleading
with the butterflies in my stomach to
cease the fluttering
of their wings,
halt their flight
so that I may breathe a little easier,
and end all motion
that causes me to feel the way that I do
when I’m missing every inch of amazing you.
The creatures barricading in my abdomen
feverishly remind me everyday of why
I never fell out of love in the first place;
why my heart never chose to
cease
halt
or end
the ever present force that is between us.
So why would I ask the butterflies
to do the same?
They’ve never changed, since day 1
they’ve stayed the same;
dancing happily to the melody of our
love song...
but I can’t blame them,
it’s my favorite song too.