Less Than-Slash-Three

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I miss the three of us

When we stayed inside our house in the province

We were young and naïve

We were full of dreams and hopes

We thought we could make it all

When we hold hands and keep each other

I miss the three of us

When we were apart for the first time

We had to get away from our comfort

We had to strive hard for one another

We thought we could make it all

When we stand strong for one another

I miss the three of us

When we all got our separate lives

We were reaching our dreams

We were having the things we needed

We thought, no, I thought

Everything will stay the same with the three of us

What happened?

Twenty Third

It is believed that the flower that the butterfly loves once grew here. 

In the branch of a tree silently clings

The silent pupa meek and well-disposed

Waiting for the perfect time

To see the world and learn to fly

Then she turned to a lovely butterfly

She flew from flower to flower

Enjoying the bounty of nature

The happiness of life

Then the butterfly loved

She saw no other flower but the one

She loved the flower more than anything

And so she stayed close to the flower

But autumn came

The petals she loves now falls to the ground

And pieces of her sinks deep with the petals

But she still loves the flower

The butterfly has to flew away

Leaving the flower she loves

Keeping the scar in her heart

Yet she still loves the flower

Even if it has been gone. 

After A While by Veronica A. Shoffstall

After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes aheadwith the grace of woman, not the grief of a child and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure you really are strong you really do have worth and you learn and you learn with every goodbye, you learn...