I don't know where I belong now. Like I'm just a floating little leaf fluttering its way through the stormy skies, not knowing where to land, not knowing where will be safe. Like a little butterfly that, after the flowers have gone to sleep for the night, is left out in the cold, looking for some company that was there before, and that isn't there anymore.
And yet... how small my troubles seem when compared to those my friends face! *sighs softly* Be strong, all of you... be strong, even though I myself have but a little energy left - not enough for myself - to fly. Be strong, Nat... be strong... And you, Jorgey, too... this cannot last forever, the rain will eventually stop. I'd gladly give up my wings for you two to be able to be happy...
And still this little butterfly flutters through the storm, alone...
And not knowing where, what, to do.
AngelRaz · Tue Oct 04, 2005 @ 10:41am · 3 Comments |