Butterflies

Sometimes i walk down that same street

But I don't see theses lovers anymore

Who looked in the sky at the stars

Sometimes I remember when I was 16

The first heartbreak, the first leaving 1 etched this feeling on my skin

And I felt all these butterflies fly away from me

Leave my body, leaving wounds And without even warning

All those nights in the bathtub, mixing water and tears

So that a year or two later, I still feel that fucking thing

I never want to be her again