#butterfly

How does the story really go? Does she ever cross your mind? Does she ever steal your nights? Is she still a part of you? Do you ever wish she were still by your side? And what would you do? If she walked up here tomorrow And told you that she loved you? Would you drop it all and run to her? Would you tell her you love her too? Or would you simply send her home? And tell her you’ve moved on? Tell me, Buddy, what would you do? ↗

— Laura Miller

#laura-miller #will #love

A smitten smile unexpectedly shot across my face, and I quickly hid it as best I could–purely out of habit. Will Stephens doesn’t get smitten smiles. ↗

— Laura Miller

#love #love

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

— Laura Miller

#contemporary-romance #love #my-butterfly #love

A season of loneliness and isolation is when the caterpillar gets its wings. Remember that next time you feel alone. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#aloneness #becoming-who-you-re-meant-to-be #being-alone #being-single #butterfly

When a small child, I thought that success spelled happiness. I was wrong, happiness is like a butterfly which appears and delights us for one brief moment, but soon flits away. ↗

— Anna Pavlova

#away #brief #brief moment #butterfly #child

Like a butterfly stuck in a chrysalis, waiting for the perfect moment, I was waiting for the day I could burst forth and fly away and find my home. ↗

— Emme Rollins

#butterfly #chrysalis #dependence #dependency #dependency-growth