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
