butterfliessssss

it's funny how we hold onto things we're not ready to give up
and when the next thing comes along, yet again, we cling

but jeez how i hold on and hold on.... when there is no point
hold my self in high hopes of something i know, in my heart, cannot be.
yet i say hello, i say goodbye, again and again
is this 'another' final goodbye?


so this time.... is it real? because i hope so.
we'll see....