Stop painting water color skies when you keep crying i told myself; these skies always keep me sane.

Sitting on a dirt road I found peace in the clouds above and the ground below. It could have been worse I kept telling myself.

Being alone takes it's toll but not being with you is a price I never knew I had to pay. I tell myself I would do it all over again but lately I doubt i would.

I kept the sparks from the flame we had hidden in my dresser drawers next to the lipstick you used to love when I wore it.

These clouds keep me calm while I know inside there is a storm brewing and I am not sure anymore if I can tame it the way I used to.

I know I can love again but the failure that lurks around the corner threatens me with every step forward. You'll never understand the fear I keep hidden inside.

Stop painting water color sunsets when years are raining down your face. It could be a lot worse I tell myself.