bye bye butterfly?

there it was

a butterfly

with wings full of life

passing every flower full of delight


there she was

once passed my way

once stayed in my palm

it was just once

it was not that long

it was cherished


now she's gone

now her presence is no more

now

there is nothing

now

where is to where am i to go



hold on

or let go


(damn you. its your fault, but who am i to hold possession? she was never mine)

damn you

one world you have none

maybe

just maybe

i was positive for a time

but now i realized

it was not to the right one

maybe


maybe im right

maybe its

good bye