When everything felt warm
And when skies were still blue.
Somehow,
I blame all those things on you.
I woke up every morning to two things,
The morning light warming my face
and your radiating embrace.
They were the same,
you were my sun.

The day you taught me how to sleep,
I've since forgot.
But I'll always remember,
That true rest only comes when you're here,
but you're not.