The Fading Butterfly ; a poem

him

love is just an emotion

that people kept in notion

in each time of the day

i kept your memory fay

keep my hand in yours

hold it and never let go

for it may be the last time

so leave me thoughts of prime

one, two, three

in a pop you may never see me

a fading butterfly, yes i am

in each flap of my wings

i can disappear in a blink

may be, may not

don't shed tears for me

and put your heart in a knot

don't wait for me

rather, stroll the sea

with a new memory to hold

and a new hand for the cold

i am a fading butterfly

and i'll always be one

i'm sorry for the wound

i'll heal it if i could

here i am to say good bye

for one last time

and maybe i'll see you again

with wings broken and failed