Dedicated to Minh-Tri Nguyen
When life feels dim,
And you feel you can't win,
Please, believe me when I say
"I want to love you in every way."
I know this doesn't rhyme,
But I feel I'm running out of time.
Trashed is your soul,
But you're never alone.
But you're also like a butterfly,
Getting ready to fly.
Or as gentle as a dove,
A bird spreading it's wings towards the sky of love.
And I can see...
Because it's always been there.
In front of my eyes.
That we weren't meant to be.
Because life altogether isn't fair,
So there's not much use to cry.
You're just like a butterfly,
Always ready to fly.
But I'll love you anyway.
And I'll be by your side I'll be, always.
