My Butterfly, My Sparkle

I never thought that I had a shine

Never believed I would sparkle

A thing of beauty passed before my eyes

Enraptured I watched their wings,

Flutter and dazzle me

…

However that creature is only passing

Not attracted to the sparkle of me

The shine I did not realise I had

Their light shone so bright upon me

I became weak ... dulled by it even

…

So I released them to spread their light

Elsewhere … with another, one for them

But it was not me

No, not me, my shine did not attract them

Their sparkle did not match mine, not that way

…

Yet, I know I sparkle now … I shine bright

Waiting for the butterfly to match my light

When will they flutter into my life? Time will tell

But when they come, my sparkle will never dull again

It will be clear for all to see, we belong ... we shine ... together

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Someone said some words of comfort to me recently and I instantly knew I needed to write a poem inspired by those words:

“Don't let someone who doesn't see your sparkle, dull your shine. Let it go. You can't shine and attract your new butterfly if you're being dulled by the absence of someone who isn't even dulled by your absence.”