I wrote a second poem to "Butterflies" to express how friendships can remain together but can also change.
Butterflies still glide through the sky,
and still never really know what they’re flying towards.
No longer is that how our life’s are,
and we have a good idea of what tomorrow holds.
It’s scares me now though,
because you don’t fly beside me.
We can’t do everything together now,
because we both live far away.
I know you are still my best friend,
even though I don’t always turn to you now.
I still hope that if you disagree,
you can still try to understand.
Just like butterflies we’re always going to new places,
and now we see life through our own eyes.
You are still my best friend,
but butterflies to become their own.
