In our day

Who am I to you?
What role am I now in your life?
For all that I’ve done,
Where you want to place me?

I’m just an ordinary lady,
Whose seek for love,
The true love indeed,
And thanks,
You dig it up for me.

We’re metaphors like we depict it to be,
The story of us is catastrophic,
But the tragic in harmony,
And it will remains in me forever.

They don’t know the butterfly in us,
It’s getting crazy everyday,
It happened too fast,
Nevertheless,
The memory won’t last.



-Me-