People says that a butterfly Is the must beautiful thing in
the world.
That his beauty can't be describe in words.
His colors, his movement, his gentleness.

They're wrong.
She is.
She is beauty incarnation. When you look at her your heart
melts.
She can make you feel more alive then you ever felt.
But that's what I think.
She doesn't know what she does to me.
When I see her alone or with someone else I want to hate her
so much for not loving me,
But how can I hate such a perfect girl, a woman.
So instead of feeling alive I feel more dead than ever.
And I'll wait to the day she'll notice me.
And I hope the day will come before I'll die.