I can't help but remember what you gave me all these years.
You turned a hopeless caterpillar into a beautiful butterfly.
You made me feel loved and comfortable until you knew I could survive without you. Because even a butterfly has to spread its wings and leave one day.Maybe this is what was meant to happen.
You nurtured me when I was helpless, when I couldn't protect myself; gave me all the love you possibly could.
Sometimes you even got fed up with me and left, but you always came back, afraid for me.You put your all into it, and that's all that really matters to me. I just want you to know that even though you may not consider me anymore, if you ever need me, I'll fly back to you once again.
YOU ARE READING
Legacy.
RandomA collection of small fragments of my mind over a period of time. Updates everyday.