“Butterfly Ashes” Verse I In the cathedral of your heartbeat, I carved my name in trembling light. But shadows bloom where roses sleep, And we mistook the dusk for night. You whispered “life is a dream of a flower,” Fragile as the breath between our fears— Yet I held you like a storm holds power, Too tight, until you disappeared. Pre‑Chorus Every vow we made was trembling, Every kiss a haunted prayer. I should’ve known that love is dying When handled by hands that don’t know care. Chorus Because love should be carried so tender, Like holding a butterfly in the dark— But I crushed your wings in my hunger, Trying to keep you close to my heart. Now your colors stain my fingers, And your silence burns like fire— A ghost of a touch that lingers, A requiem for ruined desire. Verse II Your laughter dripped like silver rain, A melody too soft for mortal hands. But I was built of rust and pain, A creature lost between two lands. You warned me “life is a dream of a flower,” And dreams dissolve when gripped too tight— Still I chased you through the withered hour, Blind to the breaking of your light. Bridge If I could bleed the past from memory, I’d let you fly beyond my reach— But love becomes a cemetery When hearts forget what they should teach. Final Chorus Because love should be carried so tender, Like holding a butterfly in the dark— And I shattered you in my surrender, Trying to brand you with my mark. Now I walk through fields of ashes, Where your wings once lit the sky— A sinner counting faded flashes Of a love too fierce to survive.
