When I first laid my eyes on you... that night that you came by... trying to survive.. take what was needed to help another..
I didn't know what to think of you in that moment. Were you just a lying theif? Asking to be killed if you caught? Or were you in a more playful mindset of just getting into things, not caring about the consequences?
No.. not at all.
See..
You like to call me an angel but darling.. I feel as if I'm so far from such a thing, however you are as beautiful and delicate as a butterfly. Your mindset is so pure.. so innocent, a personality that can bring joy to anyone.
Despite how I viewed you at first... like you were some caterpillar that hadn't blossomed into it's true form yet. And that was just me wearing the mask I should've taken off right then and there.
Though when you left... I thought..
'Should I have ran her away like that? She could've been such a gem..'
But of course only spending a few moments with you, I thought nothing much of ever seeing you again, until that night we brushed past one another.
It was like... that was my first breath of fresh air. Whether I thought it was or not. The exchange of such words between one another... there was an invitation to take my mask off and put on your shoes instead.
Ever since then...
Then and now... I have grown to see just how beautiful the world can be. I no longer saw you as some dull caterpillar that had nothing. You... were a butterfly. One that had spread it's wings proudly and showed it's true colors for who you are.
You Salomé..
Always stay true to yourself. Despite where you have come from. You have no mask, just you. I like just how you can get your point across and you don't rely on anybody or anything to get by. You are always independent.. and I do like that about you, as well as how you know how to handle people.
You use what is necessary when necessary.. and I admire you for such things.
Your beauty is just a bonus to your personality.. and I do not ever want you to change. In my eyes, you are perfect how you are.
One day... I hope to be able to call you,
'Amore mio.. My love'.
But like a butterfly takes it's time to blossom, I will take mine with you and I hope that I can live up to the man you want to be with. I will not say,
'I am not like the others. Or like him.'
I'm sure you have heard that from many, but I won't. I will prove it to you through more than just words and being poetic. Actions always speak much louder and I hope as you are the butterfly..
That one day, you will pick me as your forever flower.
