Well I went to see The Notebook yesterday and it was a great movie, I loved it although there were different things in it that were not in the book. Anyways I still loved it I feel like I want to watch it again. But today was good. So anyways I don't know what to say but there's not much to say.

Time passes us like a wall full of butterflies
each one different yet we don't notice
all the difference they hold
All we care about is the beauty that they show
Too bad they flew away
to a better land
somewhere that they appreciate
not where I nor the person next to me
but where they feel comfortable and
their differences matter so much
that when it's June and time
to go back
They know who's who
and will indeed stay true to what's inside
though you maybe say what's a butterfly
with feelings but yes they do have inside.