image of a past memory

it's there
a constant reminder of our past feeling's
the butterfly that never took it's flight
all the colour's of the way i felt,the way i was
your name, deep in the middle, just above my heart
not replaced as it would be a memory ,
                                  too good to be erased
it's wing's wrapped around us
protecting, like it will never let us go
an image, of endless love
now i look and see it's alone,
i'm alone, hurt with that vision
you flew from that comfort zone
you left me there
past memory's have to be put away
the butterfly,   has to go
gone
not forgotten
fly free !