This Is Not A Love Song

This is Not a Love Song

You told me I changed your life
But, in the end, it was I
Who ripped the stars
Down from your sky
Once we watched, awed
Gold and silver butterflies
And pale edged birds
Coated in stardust
We joined together, we danced
We dissolved into one another
But now I wring my hands
You yawn, you whistle, you sing
Your final, poignant note
Before collapsing and like a petal
You flutter down and down and down.