Cause am falling asleep.

"The roses were in bloom, the sounds were sweet, the trees were glamorous, the ground was wet. It was a circus for the senses as a dreamy butterfly had just made herself a new friend.
They got along somehow, for themselves they can't explain it - maybe afraid of searching for a reason; they just wanted to fly from a flower to the other.
Once dreamy butterfly smells a nice rose, virtual butterfly just flies over. From distance, one would think they're confused. They themselves, were close enough to enjoy it, seems like wherever they end up, it was more than what they expected.
The birds sung to their movements, dreamy butterfly had all to live for, all to discover. Virtual butterfly had much of that spirit with less opportunities to discover. Dreamy butterfly tried not to be aware.
Little they spoke, more they imagined. Everywhere they visited, in circles they flew.
The birds changed tones and the weather saddened.. One butterfly was flying, the other just laying. Dreamy butterfly calling, for a friend falling.
What's wrong? dreamy butterfly asked with a voice so deep.
Virtual butterfly and in total contrast: cause am falling asleep.
Virtual butterfly lived her whole day, and for her it was time to sleep.
Good night.. You and me now can sleep."

And I fell asleep after my bedtime story; a bedtime story written by my virtual friend.