This is the other post of "Butterfly"'s that I came across.. not so much a poem.. I think.. but definitly something that made me go into deep thought... which is what I believe she intended to do


You Meet Someone..





 And even though you just met, you feel this history, a sense of belonging, and a sense of togetherness that you don't usually have with people. Maybe you can talk to her for hours, forgetting the time. Maybe you talk to him despite the time. The two of you laugh and order another drink and end up late for everything. The time you spent together is worth any amount of inconvenience later.





Someone Meets You..





 But you assume he couldn't possibly know you. You haven't given him enough time. She seems too busy. You are too busy. Maybe that person surprises you with a gift in the mail. You bump into each other at the store and she asks you how your dog is doing. You forgot that you told her he had a stomach bug. It's almost nothing to you now, but she's' been thinking about it. Someone outside your world has been thinking about you. You've made an impression. You are a part of her. You let him in. Or maybe you didn't. Maybe all of  this attention makes you uncomfortable. Maybe you decided you don't have enough time. Everything didn't come together just right. He wears too much cologne. She keeps shortening your son's name when you hate that, even after you have asked her not to. Maybe he's too perfect. Maybe if you know him muych longer you will fall in love and you don't want to. Perhaps you don't want to put in the time. Sometimes you can be selfish. This is one of those times. Or not. Sometimes you get closer despite trying to stay away.





You Know Someone ..





 And you've known him forever. You know how he works, how he thinks. You know what he's going to do before he does it. You know all of her jokes before she says then. You know how that scar on her hip got there, you know the name of the boy that did it, and that she was in the 5th grade when she got it. You know the songs that make her cry. You know when he's in the other room crying and he knows you know. There's a silent understanding between the two of you. A gentle reminder of each other, like when you visit your parents and the same smell welcomes you home each time. A reminder that something larger then you remembers you and knows when you are around.







Someone Knows You..





  And you can say anything. You can wear whatever you want in front of him or nothing at all.  You can share the stupidest story--she's heard it before. You can discuss the thinkgs that you're ashamed of because you are safe. He will be honest with you. She'll cry for you . She ignores your Hello Kitty collection. He puts up with your Vin Diesel obsession. He never runs out of diet coke. He listens to you . He has a way of holding your hand that makes you shiver. He can ignite your entire body just by brushing his fingertips between your shoulder blades.





You Love Someone..





   And it is the hardest and most rewarding thing you've ever done. You ache with lobe. You cry sometimes, because you know two things: You know that you've never felt this good before. You also know that it couldn't possibly last forever. You want it to. You want it frozen. You want to stop time, right there, as she hands you your toothbrush, pr as he pulls you back from the curb of the street for one last kiss goodbye. You want to be able to pull them closer then the hug, into your body, so you can keep the smell of them inside you , next to you, all around you.



 You love someone and it hurts. You love someone and its very very good. Not only do you feel better about yourself, you feel better about people, life, animals, and the color orange. You find yourself doing ridiculous things. You clean under the bookcase for her even though she probably wont see under there. Just in case. You could end up in passionate embrace bt the dvd's  and she'll pull you down to the ground and you know it will be perfect. If you die right there with her, it will be clean. It will be clean for her.







You Know Yourself..





  And you know your limits. When she says that last thing you ever expected to see--do you stop?  When it becomes painful, too painful do you let him go?  When she's gone too far, or she's not doing enough and you're exhausted from dealing with her. When he doesn't return your texts and your fingers are bloody from trying to be heard, talking into nothing. Or maybe she subtly, very subtly walked over and stabbed you in the heart. Or back. Or right betwe3en the eyes. She waited until your guard was down. Or maybe not. Maybe she knew you were looking. Maybe she did it because you were looking. Maybe you knew enough about her that you should have known better. Maybe you both knew that. Maybe he wanted to see if he could do something you didn't expect. He might have been testing his limits. He wasn't thinking. Maybe he was trying to know someone else a bit more, just for an instant, just for a little while just to be known by someone else. Maybe he doesn't want to know you anymore. In might hurt to know you. Maybe all of you are hurting. She's still getting to you , even when she';s not around. He's still hurting you even when he hasn't said a word to you in years.





You Know Everything, And You Know Nothing..





 And in that there's this: You will always learn something new. About him. About her. About yourself. And in learning the bad, the uncomfortable, the messy--its what you take away that counts. What will you do with that knowledge? Will you leave? Pull tighter? Ignore it? Use it to fall in love even deeper? That's when you learn more3 about yourself.



You aren't a bad person. You're a complex person. You're dealing with complex people. And there's always more to know

Groovy.