Come on
Don't forget the times that we saw stars on our bedroom ceilings
stayed up past the witching hour to watch the sun rise
you once whispered
"welcome home, sun"
as if it knew it had travelled across the world in a day

Don't act like the books have forgotten you
they have kept their letters at attention for you to scan your eyes at
Who else would stand all day for you

The seasons have changed and we've gotten older,
but once when you were younger you were afraid that you would never see winter or spring again when it left
Have the seasons ever disappointed you

Your blood runs at 50 miles per hour
you are a race track
you draw spectators to you
why would you ever want to die