Two moths who lived to breed

Sought more

So when fate opened a door

They took it without a doubt

one thing led to another, and they flapped there shimmering wings.

making quite the sight,

but little did they know that night,

that things will not stay that way,

seperated for a crime they did not commit,

for a species the can not help being,

they were put behind glass to keep from meeting, long hours they spent fleeting,

over the thoughts of that 1 day,

wishing more than anything that it could stay that way,

wings against glass, days began to pass, still behind glass, we withered way slowly,

we grew more and more lonely, until that fateful day that one passed;

I watched from behind that very glass, desperation grew as I knocked against the glass, over and over I flew, I never thought it through;

not until the jar broke, not until I fell with the smallest hint of a yell,

not until the shards embedded in my wings, and they failed;

not until I learned a few things,

that pain is real and so is loss,

I fell beside my love, and I knew that we would die together,

and together we would last.