Butterflies in my stomach
but the bubble is going to burst.
For everyone knows they are temporary
Mine will behave like everyone’s does.
No matter how happy I get
No matter for how long I wait.
For what’s done is to be done.
There has to be some darkness,
after the Sun.
I wrote this for the things from which I expect too much and then have to bear the disheartening results out of it. So if you too expect a bit too much then I hope you can connect with it in the best possible way.