I sat next to Theo on the benches in front of our school. The sun was shining and my hair was tossled in the wind. He glanced at me. My breath hitched. He looks up at the sky seemingly lost in his thoughts. After a minute passes he breaks the silence.

“You really are so sweet and gentle. I feel like if i touch you, you will just crumble in my fingers.”

My heart stutters.

“Sonya, you really are just like a butterfly.”

My expression darkens. I have always been the outcast. The one to be thrown to the side. He thought i was a butterfly? That was laughable. I have never been told that before. Ive been told im depressing to be around. I cant beleive him. Not when my whole life has been a lie. Hes lying. I laugh and i almost feel bad about it.

“I am no butterfly.” I say matter of factly.

“But you are!” He looks at me with such passion in his eyes. The way he looked at me, like fully he beleived it was true. His voice so powerful. He said it like a fact. He grasps my shoulder.

“I have never met someone like you. Someone who made my mind at ease. Instead of a crush that makes you flustered, you make me feel like i can voice my thoughts. You make me feel free. Like your carrying me and your expanding your wings so you can take me somewhere i can speak my mind. With you around i feel like i could aspire to be something bigger than i am.”

There was so much truth in his words. The way he confidently pronounced each syllable with passion. It began to feel like butterflies in my stomach.

“Its the other way around,” i begin to say. “I do not free people, i lock them up. I make them feel confined and stifled. You may feel that way now but just you wait, you will be taking back what you said. Im said to bring darkness everywhere i go. Im not a butterfly, im a moth.”

He opens his mouth like hes going to say something but he doesnt.

“Im a moth one that brings misfortune. No one has ever said that im bright.”

He eyes me like ive just said a mouthful of lies. He leans in closer.

“You dont understand how luminous your smile is. How i can see the sun in your eyes.”

And then and there he kisses me. Filled with emotion that i almost got lost in his mendacious sea. I break away. We are but inches apart looking into each others eyes.

“Can you see… the suns in my eyes now?” I ask hesitantly.

“Clear as day.” He says with a beaming smile. A smile so bright that could clear up the fog shrouding my heart. One that can dry up the rainy days in my mind. A smile so bright that my darkness seems bright too.