A Question

March 24, 2014

How pleasant it is outside today,

That is what you say to me.

I looked out my window all I see is snow.

Oh! How cold.

You remind me of what should be every moment

So happy

But not for me there’s always a downside.

I always find a reason to cry.

You say Why?

Just cause I can just cause I do.

You said while looking at the dew,

What a beautiful shade of blue the sky has left for me and you to gaze on every day.

I like it better when its pink and red cause I know that day is near its end.

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