There wasn't a method only a madness.
There was no serenity.
Only a sadness.

The stars will shine and the skies will cry.
Neither one cares for,
you or I.

The oceans will foam on the mouth of the wind.
While it whispers your name,
Now and again.

As supernovas go you were by far the brightest.
You needn't worry about that girl.
Not in the slightest.

This song isn't over and with you I'm not done.
For you are my moon.
And I was your sun.

The fireflies dance to your every whim.
Though unlike you.
They sometimes go dim.

This isn't goodnight and it isn't farewell.
Say it again.
Jamison Bell.