And I lay here with tear-pooled eyes
As the memories begin to flood my  shallow mind
I hold onto the hope that they will silence the agony in my cries
The ones that've come about since we said our goodbyes
Yet still, here I lay with tear-pooled eyes

On the first day of school they asked for two random facts about myself. I come up blank, because I am to consumed by you to remember even my favorite color. I let myself revolve around you over the span of months as if you were the sun but really you where just a collection of Broken stars roaming around, searching for something you didn’t know you wanted, a solar system dedicated to you. I was so devoted to finding beautiful scents to fill your lungs I forgot how to breath and When I realized my lungs were malnourished It was too late. I look for myself I but all I find are reflections of you, the things that used to bring me joy are masked by the smile that convinced me it was all worth it. I feel broken but it does not matter, because at least you will be shiny and new for the next girl. The next girl. The girl who will put Daisy’s in her because you love Daisy’s, The girl who will undress for you, the girl who will cry over you, the girl who will breath only when you ask, the girl who will be a chew toy for when your mundane life is no longer enough, the girl who is enough. I am not that girl. I am this girl. This girl standing in front of a microphone scared out of her wits, this girl who doesn’t know if she is ready to say yes, this girl whose hands are perpetually shaking, this girl who is afraid of her reflection, this girl who is not dresses by herself but by her insecurities, this girl who loved you, this girl was not enough for you but surely must be enough for me. I finally remembered what my favorite color is. Yellow, not because you were once my sun, but because yellow is the color of sunflowers, and I really love sunflowers.

If your sky is grey
let me paint it blue,
if you need love
I’ll love you.

If your heart is broken
I’ll wrap you in my wings,
I’ll sing a sweet song
reassurance it will bring.

If you need a friend
I’m always there,
I’ll pick the stars
and place them in your hair.

When you feel alone
don’t be afraid to call,
for I’ll always catch you
if you stumble and fall.

If you’re sad and blue
just remember,
I’m your friend
I’ll always love you!

There are storms ahead.
Always was
And always will be.
Lightning my strike some,
Others will be deafened by  thunder.
There is no eye of the storm,
Only the constant state of panic.

It may see there is no where to go,
Stuck
In a endless storm,
Just trying to ride it out
Clinging to the hope it will end soon.

But you are not alone
With the endless amounts of fear and pain
you are not alone
With the world falling apart around you
You are not alone
With the pain in your heart growing
You are not alone
With the tears streaming down your cheeks
You are not alone

Life may be hell
With a storm at hand
And there will always be others to come.
But with a crew ready to follow you into the unknown,

You are not alone