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It was all too fast and unexpected. Suddenly I was there meeting a complete stranger not knowing what to expect. She was a heart-breaker and I knew it deep down but I ignored all the red flags for all those butterflies and rainbows. She knew where my buttons were, she knew when to push them, she knew how to play a girl very well. And now I'm left feeling like a fool because she has moved on to her next prey.
teni Nov 2018
the day we met
you planted caterpillars in me.
every time we talked
those caterpillars grew
then cocooned
and eventually
they were butterflies.

i remember they always fluttered around
when i saw you
or heard your voice
or even heard your name.
it was a beautiful feeling, truly.
i felt light.

but those butterflies in my stomach
turned to wasps when you left.

now when i see you
or hear your voice
or even hear your name
those wasps start stinging
my head gets hot
my fists mold into grenades.

i wish you hadnt planted
those caterpillars in me
for everyday i get stung
and its all your fault.
Jessthemesss Nov 2018
She asked me how I felt

And when I opened my mouth

A butterfly flew out
Darina Forgacova Oct 2018
I miss love in my life.
Where are you? I miss you.
Did you forget my address?
It's too long I didn't feel butterflies.
When to meet my bellowed.
Butterflies are just not here...

I´ll be there when you will come.
And you will give me everything what I miss.
What I even didn´t know I need.
I need to feel more like me.
Like me before.
It will be my new me belonging to you.
So many people are so lonely sometimes. There is need for new app to connect those solitude hearts.
Yani Oct 2018
Why
Why am I smiling
With a look never ending
Without such reason
I found myself in a season.

Why is my heart tickled
With a swift increasing rhythm
You were just walking near,
I heard your loud chuckles.

Why do I consider your voice a music,
Your hairstyle ultra fantastic
As you look unto my eyes,
Time freezes like an ice.

Why do I look crazy staring at your dimples
Studying your face, haven't found any pimple
Oh, please don't use that smile of yours
I'm not ready to fall down from these stairs.
Alienpoet Oct 2018
Broken hearts
fresh leather
you break my heart
like an stiletto on an egg shell
and yet the hell you give
is to leave your voice live in my head
and I still love you
it’s blood red
like my heart
and I still know I love you cause
I have butterflies in my heart and stomach
whenever I see you I am flummoxed.
Gemma Davies Oct 2018
Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter...
Floating around, pretty and light.
The more of them that drift around...
The more beautiful the sight.

Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter...
They make even the messiest garden, shine.
No matter if the flakes are thick and heavy...
Or just a light dusting that's small and fine.

Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter...
Gliding through the skies, uncaged and free.
Only resting when the winds conclude...
Gently resting on every roof, hill or tree.

Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter...
Only present for such a short while.
A flying visit, and then they're gone...
But they sure do leave a smile.

Snowflakes are the butterflies of winter...
Making your garden glisten and glow.
They go wherever they please...
And please wherever they go.
My poem was lovingly made into a 'Me to You Bear' video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GulINtYWOpQ
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