Dear Butterfly,
I wanted to write to you personally, there are so many reasons for writing to you. So let me begin the basic question that kept lingering inside my head for a while. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? I hardly doubt. You come out the cocoon and flutter around. But there is no way that you could have watched for yourself how beautiful you are. I have loved you, admired you and adored from the time I remember myself.
I have been loving you since the beginning of time. I envy the freedom you own. You just flutter around endlessly, no questions asked. Out of all the creatures of nature, I loved you far more than anything else. You have that black magic that holds me spellbound. Whenever I see you flutter, I keep watching you, following you, as if you were a great deal of mystery to me. Maybe I adored you because I have been caged all my life, or I was denied freedom and held in control so far.
Just watching you flutter would make my mood better my ten folds. In case no one told you, or in case you were wondering, or you had no idea, I wanted to tell you this “You are phenomenally beautiful”, I wish you knew this too.
