the sun burns everything it touches
or at least that is what they say
and if that is true
and if I believe that
then maybe you were my sun
no matter how much you hurt me
I still held onto you like you wouldn’t rise again tomorrow
and even though you hurt me
you also made me grow
like a plant I soaked up your energy and we became one
but now it is night and you have gone
and like a planet I have shriveled into nothingness with the lack of you
and I cant wait till morning so you’ll be back again
Mar 30, 2018
Mar 30, 2018 at 4:56 PM UTC
the sun burns everything it touches
or at least that is what they say
and if that is true
and if I believe that
then maybe you were my sun
no matter how much you hurt me
I still held onto you like you wouldn’t rise again tomorrow
and even though you hurt me
you also made me grow
like a plant I soaked up your energy and we became one
but now it is night and you have gone
and like a planet I have shriveled into nothingness with the lack of you
and I cant wait till morning so you’ll be back again
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