The sun doesn't give a ray
Whether you feel like light or not.
Things need to grow.
To dry. To tan.

And you're just a man.
Your heart is a pebble.  

Darkness comes, but never stays.
These are also days.

The moon doesn't give a beam
Whether you rest with a teary face.
Tides need to rise.
Moth chase. In vain.

The same to them, your pain.
Your heart is a pebble.

The world spins in her own ways.
These are also days.

These are all days,
Yesterdays are frozen in time and
Recorded forever.
To live. To be.

To get to walk around as me.
With a pebble heart.

Another true adventure stays
A part of Life and all Her ways.
I've kissed her mouth,
I've touched her face.
Those were also days.

I'm better now.
It only hurts when
I manage to
Breathe.

I'll help you pack.
Carry to your Volvo.
When you leave,
I'll either wave back or

Throw this stone
When I know you're
Out of
Reach.

You thank me for taking
Things so well.

Remember, only one of us
Stopped loving
The other.
The other

Is still the same. Only pale with
Pain and shortness of breath.

After denial, confusion and
Anger, all that's left is
Character.
Will you scream at the sword
As it turns, or laugh
Carelessly bleeding out?

I'll handle things how I always
Have. Carve my features on
This stone, so my softness won't
Soften you.

I'm more than
Just a straight face,
You know.

Beautiful.
I can only think of one person
That walks this earth
That fits my description