You are right,
I freed all the butterflies in my stomach
I let them go without your consent.
Silly me,
I thought you're going to chase them
because you said those are the most beautiful.

I try to breath
but I’m loosing my lungs.
and the oxygen is insufficient.
I smell death.
like it has been haunting me.
I screamed
but I'm loosing my voice.
My throat swells,
trying to contain
all the pain that I feel.
My body freezes
slowly turning into a corpse
I watch the shadows in the darkness
as they  pass me by.
I’m dead, I’m dead.
I whisper,
as I close my eyes.

I tried to pursue it.
I kept on waiting.
But I guess it’s all not worth it
because it was not meant to happen anyway.

I cried every morning and every night.
I sat on a couch to witness the transition of time.
But I guess even my aches had forsaken and denied
the thoughts of both of us.