You-white butterfly

I saw you again today. You were sitting on the red roses that I planted for you. Is red roses still your favourite? You still had your you-white color, not too yellow and not too white, just your perfect you-white. You look so pretty. I knew you had to leave sooner or later, but I wanted you to stay. I've really missed you. You flapped your wings, so I said Goodbye, and watched you fly away.

For now, never, and forever, Goodbye.