Into The Abstract

Fireflies and Faded secrets

I used to catch fire flies in a jar,

I would leave them on your doorstep on those summer nights.

I was always gone before you found them,

Or hidden at least,

But one year,

On one night,

The one before the storm,

You waited up for me,

We spoke few words,

But we understood eachother well enough,

And we spoke our secrets, I told all but one,

The night after the storm came,

And I was swept back to the sea,

Back to Ireland for me,

You saw us faeries for who we were,

Then when I was taken home,

I s'pose you've forgotten to see,

So now I've come back,

In hopes you'd see me,

I was a faery boy, and you a human girl,

Two worlds apart but you're the only on for me,

So do you remember,

My dearest heart,

The secrets I shared with you that night?

I remember yours,

But that one secret I kept close,

In fear of rejection of course,

Seemingly faded to others,

But the most vivid of all,

My only secret left,

We were 10,

Now we're 50,

But I still am in love with you,

And I never got the chance,

To ask you of this,

So with this jar of fireflies,

And a note filled with my love for you,

May I have this dance?

With the fairest Lady firefly in all the land?