Firefly
Every moment I spend with you is an act of love that's slowly ripping me apart at the seams.
With every stitch I become more vulnerable.
Our circumstances fall away until what I want most ...
What I would fight for most ...
Is laid bare.
You hand wove the cocoon I escape to, out of love lost and disappointment and fear ... And sorrow.
I worry every day I'll emerge a butterfly, more beautiful than the one I was before, only to be proven a moth recklessly and unrequitedly in love with the reflection of a flame. That you singe my wings and I am left looking the same but feeling empty ... Again.
What is more fool-hearted than a moth pining for the fire that kills it?
The girl who loves a boy who is the shadow of the man that once loved her.
So now I pray to take on a new form.
A Firefly.
For they can hold the fire within them to light their path forward and never get burned.