Bubble..

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.

Thank you.