I think that the most beautiful thing in this world is the beauty of a bu*terflys life. If you think about it, it starts off as an ugly caterpillar, walking the earths grounds in search of food, and trying to stay alive. But yet definitely a constant struggle in it's part to survive, something we all must do no matter what. After several months of d**h defying survival, the caterpillar builds itself up in a cocoon in a breezy tree while not moving, still a constant non-moving struggle for it's survival. After the long period of cold winter months, the caterpillar emerges from the cocoon,
once again standing up, SURVIVING, looking at itself, noticing the beautiful changes of itself and it's surroundings, the caterpillar is now a beautiful bu*terfly, and it spreads it's wings and starts flapping them, and now it's flying! The point of my story is that Everyone changes, and no matter what I love you just the way you are, but you need to change, it's a part of life. You simply need to change to survive, but whether your near or far I would still like to join you in your flight of life, soaring next to you in the chilly nights breeze.