Weak Butterfly

I guess its easier to forget

Its easier to forget

Now that distance has stretched 

And the lines have become blurred

Its easier to forget 

Because the claws closed 

Before the two hearts met.

But,

You still stand tall like the bright blue sky

Your silence whispers  

And the laugh shies away too

As I lean near to touch you

You wither away 

Like the summer haze 

Leaving this butterfly 

With no strength to fly 

Ever again.