Butterflies..

We humans are so similar to this creature with brightly colored wings and conspicuous fluttering flight, we’re just like these butterflies.We flutter around people who allure us, spend time with them, take whatever we want from them and leave them. We go away to some other flower that attracts us and do the same with that flower. Maybe that’s life. We’re all a butterfly , but we’re also a flower to someone else’s life. That’s the cycle of life , its a struggle where we’re constantly being used by someone and we ourselves are using someone else.We’re all like these pretty butterflies, different colours, different sizes yet we’re all the same deep down, we all have the same heart. The heart which craves to love and to be loved. The heart which is attracted towards each flower. Each flower it meets is temprorary, but the love that they share is always real. In life we meet different people, many people , but no one’s constant and that’s life, but memories are. They always stay. Love is constant, somewhere deep down in your heart each person you meet leaves a mark , each flower brings out different sides of the butterfly.Every person we meet brings out different sides of us, while some will help us grow and help us shine ,others will use our shine to sparkle. We’re all butterflies , in this garden of life, different colours , different souls, yet we all are beautiful in our own way. We’re like butterflies, always fluttering around something. We are never settled, never satisfied , we always want more. We’re like the butterfly that always wishes to soar higher, never gives up. We’re butterflies, we’re all like those butterflies.