A symbol of hope, dreams, the tiny feeling in your stomachs, a delicate idea, symmetry, a weapon of mass destruction. Write a poem about anything as long as it includes butterflies (or a butterfly if your that person).
I used to feel butterflies flutter whenever you came near.
Now, every time I remember I'll never see you again, they struggle to escape.
Are they trying to reach you?
Or are they just as desperate to leave me as you were?