another moment quickly passed,
i still dream that im holding on,
i still feel the warmth...
and the shadows kept whispering,
nothing, but your name.

a thousand butterfly wings had fallen,
on my feet,
while the day shifts...
there were no movements.
but you swept me off my feet.

see my verses,
read my composition,
it only depicts your overwhelming personality,
because, u had me...
even on my pen.