My Butterfly

I just want you to know that I love you with everything I am—a million times a million and to the moon and back.

Desperation will drive you to do things you know will never make you whole again and even to lose the very thing you’re desperate for.

Little girl, little boy If love has a way Fill their fields with laughter And scatter the sun on their day And if it should happen to rain Make their raindrops kisses Straight from heaven above That touch their hands and faces And that fill them with love And make the moon reflect their smiles And their stars plenty And, above all, keep them together And hold them as you may Forever and ever Until their last day.

She tries to wear her pain on the inside. She always has. It’s the trademark of the oldest sibling, I think.

She was also a memory, the worst kind of memory--the kind that pulled you to your knees at just the sound of her name.

I’ll save a spot for you on the hood of my truck.

Because I see A rainstorm in June Just before the sun The black of night Just before the stars And, girl, I see your ghost Just before our dawn