Dried Flowers

Dried Flowers

Like how you put flowers up to wilt, I hang my feelings up to dry

Preserved beauty with no life, it crumbles as time dances by

To dust it dissolves, just like our love after we said goodbye 

My favourite insect. Actually, the only insect I like.

I love butterflies. I am obsessed! From bookmarks to candle holders, I love everything butterfly. I bought books because they have butterflies on the covers; they are such an eye-candy on the bookshelf.

As much as I love the metal, plastic or wooden butterfly decors, nothing would beat the real ones. The adorable flutters of their wings and their amazingly vibrant colours are just some of the simple miracles of nature. It just so happen that they are my favourites. Unfortunately for me, the blasted weather here in England doesn’t allow for much butterflies. I came from a tropical country where the butterfly population thrives, so it comes as an immense frustration that I don’t see them around. Even during the freaking summer! Continue reading “My favourite insect. Actually, the only insect I like.”