The inspiration for the butterflies, the reason for the images
My feelings for you will never be given to it’s true extent
No physical touch, no flowery sentence
I guess that was within God’s intention
Others can say our attitudes are juxtaposed
But you’re the only one i’m satisfied to hold
Disagreements and arguements come to light at times
But when I hang up that phone, you flood my mind
We quickly come back to one and acknowledge the need
The coinciding feeling of a you and me
Grip onto my hand and don’t walk away
And if you promise that, I can do the same
Love is a blissful blanket for a cold ‘ol fool
I’m i’m happy to say that love is you
