do you hate him now that you look closer? you see his surface level faults, his ugly bumps and pores, the flaky delicateness of his wings, and he won't stop making those awful, disgusting noises. fuzz and striking color turns to mold. you take him closer to your face and you see a monster, fundamentally unlovable.

you loved him before

you knew him — you saw someone beautiful, docile, quiet. he filled your expectations of a butterfly, a gaping cavern within you. you just wanted to look at something pretty. does your heart twist with hate now that he's betrayed you?

is that how you like them?

Yes / No