Him

I open my eyes to the sun, It shines bright, It washes around me, Making me promises, I look out the window, And see his promise, The leaves of trees are falling, I am falling, Falling for him, I look up at the miday, The sun reminds me of the past, My mistakes, My distrust My wishes and dreams undone, The sun sets, The colors colliding, The stars pulling away from the colors, They are so beautiful, Like his eyes, I am breathless, I am now strong, The moon reminds me I am his.