Mourn Over Your Butterfly Wings

Spinning in infinity.

I have had several different guides walk with me throughout my life. Teachers, friends, music, talk-doctors, cartoons, books, co-workers, parents, a sort of ex-girlfriend. All of them transmiting some unknown imprint on me. I never really assumed that I imparted some pieces of myself back to them as well. Very foolish of me to think it would all be unrequited.