I will now spit out butterflies.

A fragment of a life where you, dancing as a woman, and I loved each other quietly and secretly. I quietly express a yearning that doesn't cool even with age. Though I'm not a beautiful butterfly, I hope you can see it too. It's the kind of story where I swallowed something good, and wanting everyone to see it, I cleaned it up a bit inside my belly before spitting it out. It's about 3500 characters, so please feel free to read it.