but there's that deep gut feeling you always get when you see them. It's been awhile since the first crush feeling, but it's the first day I haven't hidden it inside. there are no more butterflies, just moths. a hidden moth.
you don't and won't understand how beautiful a moth can be. we fly during night, when your dreams are most ripe, most stuck in the first crush feeling. we manifest in the cobwebs your dry thoughts create. sometimes, we will create a fear.
but it will feel like that deep gut feeling, the same feeling you get when you see your soul mate.
see, we don't believe in those things anymore.
you are all too busy wishing for butterflies.
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