Remembering When

I remember when

I was a frilly butterfly

With a need to be loved

While flying happily up the sky

I remember when

I met him my sweetheart

He was made of pure innocence

And gave my life a new start

I remember when

He broke me up badly

I was still a frail butterfly

But I could now only see love as my enemy

I remember when

I took the vow of being narcissus

True, treading the path alone get lonely

But it is yet better than to be Sisyphus