I listened for a while! I tried not to interrupt the vast flow of scattered words jumbled with gasps and tears… I tried not to stare at all the pitiful loss of control!
‘I loved him sssso mmmuch…gasp..’
This woman! This amazing friend of mine! This incredible…woman! Why?! I kept asking myself! The spell must be fabricated by a skilled and a very charming conjurer!
My beautiful friend, who has every reason to be up there…fluttering her iridescently glowing wings…spreading her delicate beauty around those who can feel it..those who can see it!
I wanted to grip both of her shoulders while facing her, look deep into her crying eyes, and utter ‘Butterfly, there’s soooo much sky out there! What are you doing down here?!!’
‘Butterfly, let the wind eddy your wings like you used to! Please!!! Just trust me! You can still…fly!’
Her fragile looking wings, folded and tattered, made her look heartrendingly vulnerable to my strong grip! I became afraid, what if my grip, kills such a delicate creature?! What if my grip, crushes those beautiful delicate yellow…blades?!
My transient butterfly of a friend! Let me help you…I wish I can.
Image by: Anton Darius