The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

My mind wanders through dim-lit corridors, asking silently—
Do they think of me
or harbor the desire
I once poured out like whispered secrets?*

I remember a time when longing spun its delicate web, when I craved him with a fierce, desperate certainty—now, my heart bears the weight of its echo, a cruel punishment etched deep into my soul.

Each thought is a sticky Band-Aid, refusing to peel away, clinging stubbornly like old scars that speak of pain and protection in equal measure. For every tear I dare to shed, another covers the wound, a reluctant guardian against emotions I’m not yet brave enough to face it.

So I let the cycle run its silent course, each layer is a testament to bittersweet memories and the unyielding grip of a past that continues to define me— a mosaic of tender torment, where the echoes of desire dance with the scars of time.

The journey through these layered emotions is a refuge and a realm of persistent trials. Embracing the vulnerability of each unfading scar might eventually guide you toward a deeper understanding of your inner world, a poignant exploration of what it means to be both broken and resilient. Would you like to explore how this metaphor might evolve into a more extended narrative or inspire a series of reflective verses?

Ms. Butterfly Genesis