Didn't believe me when the sun
still shone the morning after
the world fell apart (in your mind)
I still believed in the moon when
I noticed the stars looking dim
We couldnt find the in between
"lets be okay" subtle spot
So i've settled for better and
I've gone to a higher high
You still see the pesimistic
side that the sun never existed
I have a feeling, and I could be wrong, that this has to do something with me. Yet, it could be just one of your random poems. It's a nice piece, but after long, consideration, thoughts running through my mind, and enough coffee running through my veins to replace my blood, I came to realize that to be pessimistic isn't my nature; it never was. I believe the sun does exist, and that it'll shine again, and we'll eventually find that in between spot...everything good takes time, now it's my turn to take my own advice. I'm sorry I upset you.