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.
Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 9:48 PM UTC
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.
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