Love is like when we want to find one butterfly, but whenever I see. Then grab a running along much of the flying running far
always reach out to catch only. Leaf debris without the mind
But if when I take care. If when still. Don't run after him
butterfly went slowly back circle on shoulder
the for love. The more, the more you want not to search the more nobody
Change myself as a flower with happy
Not so long flying butterfly disappears into take the love.