Papillon

Him: What does it make you feel?

Her: It makes my heart break and swell in the  very same moment… takes my pain and makes it, somehow … golden. 

Him: That’s as true as the sound of that moment we shared. 

Her: Which one? We shared a few. 

Him: Just before we fell asleep. I felt like it rained in your room. I was so happy. 

Her: There’s something beautiful. 

Him: You’re a wonder. Un papillon. Una farfalla. A butterfly that follows me.


K.W, M.J.

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