When you were there, the sky was blue.
You were my universe, my all, my everything.
You caught me when I fell, comforted me,
Nursed me back to health.
But I should have seen that
You should have been on the bed
I should have been at your bedside.
Your tears traced lines into your cheeks
As you closed your eyes to me.
You never opened them again.
I am alone.
And I think
That your sad smiles,
Your pain
Carved a million scars deep into my soul.
When you were there, the sky was blue.
But now that you’re not, nature’s tears run down the streets.