Worthy of an endless happiness the situation retaliates and makes an unwanted vow, something that was never expected, a**uming we could move on and smell the roses, the same roses I am forced to smell remind me when times were pleasant, I thought it was over with, they are always hungry, they will always hurt me, the insecurities I once had came back to haunt me again... the bu*terflies continue to eat away at my stomach, they are always hungry, they will hurt me