oh dear,
it is okay to be sad,
but isn't okay it to be constant.

look at the sky
wanting you to
smile from within,
that,
the moon could set on.

the stars are waiting
you to dance on haven land,
that,
the flowers could bloom.

the butterflies arent chasing,
honey anymore
as its meaningless to have
the real honey in distraught.

why does it feel like the world is dark when you dont talk or smile anymore?