“I envy the butterflies ability to fly away,

To fly away from this world, from its problems.

Sometimes, I wish I could be a butterfly.”

“To be a butterfly would be beautiful,

But when you think about the small child

Who cried when the butterfly flew away…

Don’t you think that butterfly was missed?”

“No, only the thought of the butterfly was missed.

There are several other butterflies to replace the one who left.

Its wings may be slightly different, but who could tell?”

“I could.

I would miss the butterfly

Whom flew away.”

“Would you?”

“Yes, I would.”

This story is not a romance. It’s more about self-discovery than it is about romance. Please don’t push me to further exploit their romantic encounters, for it is not the primary focus of this piece.

As some of you know, this story had been published and never finished. This time, I have it finished, and will be updating twice a week. There have been some changes from the original story, I hope you all enjoy!

Warning:

There will be several trigger warnings written throughout the chapters, including scenes that may not be suitable for people under the age of thirteen, or viewers who are sensitive to topics such as depression and self-harm. There will be mentions of emotional and physical abuse, bullying and sadistic behavior, more detailed chapters will be marked separately and prewarned before each chapter.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.