I looked up to the sky today, it was a phenomenon.
I’ve been good lately, the crying stops before my eyes swell up, the ache is dimming
The pain feels like a bad memory, and you, well you feel like a friend.
So, I was good today, till I looked up to the sky and in that split second all I wanted was for you to see the sky too.
Its not love, I have too much, my life is too full, of hope and ambition
My insides are too hollow.
I touch the edges of my affection for you, its strength startles me sometimes.
Its okay I suppose, that you didn’t want it.