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j e o n g g u k
i remember when i told you that story six years ago.
you had seemed so interested, your eyes had been shining so bright, as if you had been listening to every single word i said.i visited you yesterday.
and i saw a butterfly again.
maybe it was the same butterfly as the previous time i was there, but how big is that possibility, really.i talked to you, as i always do.
and that butterfly, it seemed like it was listening – again.i thought of it.
the story i told you about that butterfly, it did the same type of thing as you did.it had been happy, i was only seven years old when i saw it.
a blue butterfly had taken a seat on the back of my hand, and it seemed like the butterfly felt safe for a while.then something happened, that i don't know of. which caused the butterfly to fly away; to a better and safer place.
that reminded me of you.
why does it remind me of you?
think about it.—
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butterfly [ ᴷᵀᴴ ⁺ ᴶᴶᴷ ] [wattys2017]
Fanfiction"his suicide reminded me of a butterfly." completed march 27th '17