you told me to try to write when i was happy
but i don't know what to say
except that you make me happy
when skies are grey

that i love our midnight conversations
even if they're cray

and the way you make jokes
makes the sun shine brighter
even when you're not there

really what i'm trying to say is
that you're important to me
and even miles away, i hope you can feel
the sunshine you've selfishly given me
at the sweater weather.