I’m the moth you’re the butterfly

Friends would laugh but I laugh with them
For they’ve never felt how I feel before.
Your joy seems to flutter like a graceful butterfly everyday
And my clumsy longing for you would trail you like a ricocheting moth.
When I see you, you are always full of that’s-why-I-love-you-ness
Your petite existence seems to be a big deal to me but you wouldn’t know it of course.
Your imperfections are just why I so dig you.
Your laughter is so avant-garde
And your expressions often arbitrary.
Suddenly you would make me go pop-
Like a pleasant surprise!
Everything about you is so awesome…

That’s why I never dare take you
In fear I might destroy what nature has so magnificently set for your soul.

Oh, and also because I can only get close to you in my dreams.
Cheh. But sometimes fiction makes more sense than reality.