each day i watch the sun rise
and i think of that very morning
the one you’ve long forgotten
the one i wouldn’t dare
you told me to look at the sky,
the sunrise
look
a beautiful sight, no doubt
but i can’t remember the image,
only you.
i’m sure you took a photo
its saved somewhere on your phone
you look back on it and think,
“how beautiful,”
but haven’t thought twice about
me
or that morning