"You hold it's wings between your thumb and index finger and you can feel them slightly buzzing as the dragonfly attempts to fly. You bring it closer to you and watch it- You take note of every color, every curve, every little detail on its frail little body- and wish that you would never have to let go of something so beautiful.
But rarely in our lives do we ever get what we wish for and you know you can't hold on forever, because sometimes, it's holding on that makes us weak.
So you pry your fingers apart.
For a second, the dragonfly stays still, and then it's wispy wings buzz to life. It flies and you watch it rise, higher and higher, farther and farther, until you can't see it anymore.
You squint into the sunlight, your eyes narrowing to tiny slits, but your lips tug into a smile.""
--The Heartbroken Heartbreaker
--This one is my most favorite.
