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Mar 2015 · 388
Butterflies
Victoria Wilson Mar 2015
I met a boy the other day our eyes locked for mere seconds,
but I couldn’t understand the way that he could read me.
His wispy hair those big green eyes that smile that had captured me,
he uttered one small word and my knees had become weak.
My nervous smile and jumbled words I almost spilled my coffee,
Who knew that a Starbucks would be cupid’s place to strike me?

His simple word, “Hello” had stole my voice and my heartbeat
But thankfully I didn’t faint but sheepishly said, “you’re stunning”
His smile burst across his face and I knew had loved me,
Until then at least I’d pretend he would never leave me.

The next few months were enchanting all the nights we laughed together
It didn’t take very long until I was wrapped around his finger.
He told me that he loved and said, “We should get married”,
He stole my heart, who are you kidding? I said, “Of course I’ll be in your wedding”.

Laughing dancing crying fighting it was epic perfection.
The days spent lying next to you I caught a glimpse of heaven.
But all great things must always cease and soon, you would leave me,
But not from choice or even greed – no you would never cheat me.
Instead your time ran short and I was robbed from our future,

That last goodbye the day you died and someone pulled the trigger.
Months and months were full of cries screaming, anguish, rage.
Why did our future lives seem to be erased from the stage?
I’d thought I’d have more time, I thought you were here to stay.

You know that I’ll still love you but my heart just cannot bear,
Ever walking into Starbucks without your presence being there.
I feel like I’m not strong enough but soon I’ll be okay.
Because our love, you see, was the type that could last beyond the grave.

— The End —