There was this butterfly
Who had loved a white rose
But the rose doesn't love him
' When will you learn to love me? ', the butterfly asked
...
the past...the memories..all gone
with the blink of her eyes..i can see nothing but darkness...
darkness..it's all there..
why..how could it be..
...
Friendship may it be
But couldn't you see
It shouldn't be still
Love is what I want to feel
...
•Date and place of birth =November 30,1992 •Family =youngest, and sweetest :) •Lifetime accomplishments =finished BS Computer Science and now working as an IT Helpdesk •Major events of life =have my work Just a simple person, shy, silent type but friendly..ironical? ? hehe..had my own way to please others..)
Die And Be Loved
There was this butterfly
Who had loved a white rose
But the rose doesn't love him
' When will you learn to love me? ', the butterfly asked
' My heart has a mind of it's own. I can't answer that.', white rose said
' Then when will you love me? '....
' When I became a red rose'
So one day, the butterfly has decided to put a knife directly on his heart
Then he died with his blood streaming through the white rose
And then the white rose turned to red
And fell in love with the butterfly