I’m starting to have this sinking inkling that your feelings are starting to dwindle / no longer like my twinkle twinkle little star that shines so brightly even in the morning sun or like the colorful sweet indulging sprinkles on my favorite ice cream / just like a red rose so beautiful like a miracle blossoming as the velvety petals bloom in the sun before your eyes ‘til one day in a flashing second in the most vulnerable moment you find her all bent and wrinkled / why do I feel you shrinking away ever so slightly every day / has the breath of promiscuity allured you away / a scenting hint of something better lead you astray / I just don’t know…all I feel is all I know, this feeling I get in my stomach like you caught and took all our butterflies away…
