the time of the day has come again,the time to say goodbye.i have a hard time facing itlet me tell you why.in my wide green pasture,there flies a butterfly.as the chaos theory have predicted,every flap of its wings changes my life.flap. a new friend comes inand deeply we start to careever moment spent togetherheart grabbed by a grizzly bearand everytime i’ll tell myself,"this friendship will never end."but then my vision gets cloudedas they turn around the bend.flap. au reveor. au revoir.oh i always hope they will stay.yet despite efforts to hold on,everyone still drifts away……….wonderful moments once was shared,left in the past and, now, is gone.as everyone follows a different path,inevitably, there’s the setting of the sun.so, to my friends, before you go.let’s feel the breeze and look up the sky.before the butterfly flaps its wings,hold on. don’t move on.can we pause here and stay awhile?