Good-bye

Through my life I have not understood many things, for how can I? The world is so vast, the world is so complex, and I am just a single grain of sand as it spins through space? The thing that I understand prob the least, is relationships... For every time that I think that i have just a finger on understanding it, another turn comes and I slip from that and drop back to, what seems like, where I began.

I picked you a flower and with a smile gave it