Butterfly
I felt such love at that moment. At the beach, in the place of my heart, with the people who were the closest. There, on the Outer Banks, with family and the woman I loved. At the edge of the ocean. Heading out, on a date. I thought that the world would be forever perfect. That these would be the Ones that I would always have. That they would always be with me. I felt, joy.
And, like breath on a candle flame, it is gone.
It is black night, now. And the world turns without me. I am drunk, and the hours are a calendar, marking out a territory that I do not understand. I doubt that I will ever understand the, “why”. Perhaps that is a blessing.
So I flow down, like water, to sleep.
And hope to dream a butterfly.