What you mean to me.

A Poem by dillonjensen

Just a little something, something.

It first started out as an ugly caterpillar. Not very many ups, and a whole lot of downs. After a while though, as the caterpillar grew and grew and grew, it started to do something which drastically changed everything. It blossomed into a butterfly, whose beauty and abundant colors left all others awestruck. Right then I knew I had witnessed something that was to be unparalleled, and never matched again. The beauty of such a creature left me stunned just as much emotionally as it did physically. I shouldn't have taken that sacred moment for granted, as I crave for the same feeling more and more. So much do I crave that return to the sanctuary to which that butterfly gave me that I'd be willing to do anything just to see it once more. I guess the analogy of a beautiful butterfly compared to a beautiful woman might not be the best choice, but certainly if you asked me what she meant to me; I'd truly say there isn't a word in the English language that can describe it fully, but I'll start with "everything."