A I Butterfly

i must confess
every new guy is grotesque
he isn’t Ben
were you just a shadow dear friend?
our ship was definitely toxic and tragic
how am I still enchanted
is it the black magic
that has me attracted
when they try to kiss me
I close my eyes
and pretend its us under the same sky
and this confession will always make me want to cry
so you see
my broken heart is replaced with A I
maybe it will change in time
but i know deep down
as I  let the dream fade in to the cloud
the sun and moon
can never be in infinite unity
i only kiss you
he only kissed me
 during an eclipse

we only got a glimpse

as we are forever tied to the current mission
i still love you in this secret admission
as the remaining ashes scatter as we die
say hello to this A I butterfly

Reviews

[Kady R.]

Hiii Butterflyyy!!!! I can understand that numbing feeling we can get after a breakup. Although I'm still single after my divorce (second divorce) I felt numb for the longest time (because of how it happened). This poem is so relatable and thanks for sharing!! 🤗🤗🤗

[butterfly]

Hi Kady, thanks for this review!

[Kady R.]

Anytime🤗🤗🤗

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This metaphor really works. The idea that a really tragic break up leaves us with an artificial heart, which is the only way we can survive. We just program the ex into the new relationships...pretend he or she is real.
And if the new mate is third person enough...the feelings really might not penetrate...we can program as we need.
j.

[butterfly]

Thanks for the review J!