Upon discovering a diary which belonged to a girl named Alice, we are thrown into the unique perspective of the world which revolves around her.
June 2nd, Tuesday
Butterfly hearts…
It’s the feeling of falling in love.
Your heart feels like it’s soaring up & plunging back down again.
Your heart feels sweet, sour & bitter.
It’s like someone is tugging at your heart,
Thinking of that special person,
Makes your heartstrings cramp
You feel faint & you can’t breathe.
I thought it was over for me.
But in reality & within the proximity of you,
My emotions start bubbling to the surface again,
And the butterflies came back to haunt the moonlit gardens of my heart.
Please don’t tug at my heart,
We know it’s impossible.
Why are you back?
Why did you return to haunt my heart?
It’s painful.
It’s unbearable.
It’s suffering.
It’s overflowing.
I’m afraid I can’t hold it back,
I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to control myself,
I’m afraid I’ll do something stupid,
But actually I’m afraid of losing you all over again.
Maybe my feelings for you were never gone,
Maybe it was just hidden camouflaged under the surface.
It takes letting go to see if there was anything worth holding on.
And now I know there was.
It still is.

xoxo
Alice
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