I can't sit around waiting for the rain to stop
waiting to just feel "okay"
I will paint the sky blue myself
no use in waiting for you to change to my ways
I can't sit waiting for the sun to peak through
skies of gray
The storm is gone
from now on
there will only be golden rays
I no longer need your lingering presence
nor rely on your praise
This is a new era
These are the good days
I wrote this on our would-be anniversary, third-wheeling on our supposed-to-be double date.
I'm doing okay.
I hope you all are doing okay.