Butterflies in the Bruises

I kept your letters in a shoebox

Coffee stains and crooked hearts

Every line a little landslide

Every word a brand-new scar

You left your sweater on my chair

Still smells like that first July

How can something so worn-out

Make my chest feel so alive?

Love like this

Leaves butterflies in the bruises

Little wings

In the places that I lose it

Every ache

Is a trace of where you’ve been

Love

Then pain

Then healing rushing in

Butterflies in the bruises again

I saw your name light up my phone

Let it ring

Then fade to black

Funny how the smallest moments

Bring the biggest feelings back

I’m learning how to breathe around you

Even when you’re not around

Every tear that hits my pillow

Waters something in the ground

Love like this

Leaves butterflies in the bruises

Little wings

In the places that I lose it

Every ache

Is a trace of where you’ve been

Love

Then pain

Then healing rushing in

Butterflies in the bruises again

One day I’ll see you on some sidewalk

Ask about the years we missed (yeah)

You’ll laugh about the way we broke

I’ll thank you for all of this

The wreckage and the wonder

The storms and sunny skies

How you taught my shattered pieces

To grow a pair of wings and fly (fly)

Love like this

Leaves butterflies in the bruises

Little wings

In the places that I lose it

Every ache

Is a trace of where you’ve been

Love

Then pain

Then healing rushing in

Butterflies in the bruises again (again)

Butterflies in the bruises… amen