Its 7 in the morning,
walking up the stars to my classroom,
from a reflection of a class window,
i see a startling sight,
i am cought up between the moon and the sun,
the sky so clear,
distructed from the beautiful sight by the cold winds,
i realise how much i still need your warm touch.
So cold when am outside
and warm when am inside,
i know i need warmth in my soul,
just like the moon and the sun today,
comforted and lonely is how i feel,
i know i should take one side,
but just like the startling sight at 7am,
i have no side to take,
feeling my body becoming motionless,
without your warmth i know that i wont last this winter.

What if the sky isn't blue?
What if the grass isn't green too?
What if the sea isn't wet?
What if we never felt the sharp sting of regret?
What if morning never came?
What if there was no sunshine after the rain?
What if the leaves they didn't dance?
What if love didn't involve romance?
What if humanity ceases to exist?
What if time, was all but a myth?
What if the suns rays didn't shine?
What if poetry didn't rhyme?
What if the breeze never blew?
What if birds never flew?
What if colours existed in shades we'd never imagined?
What if no one could recall, terrible things that have happened?
What if there was no such thing as war?
What if no one closed or opened a door?
What if no one died?
What if no one ever lied?
What if humanity wasn't corrupted?
What if this world we live in, wasn't distructed.
What if global warming was just a scare?
What if all parties involved chose to play fair?
What if life didn't end in dying?
What if we were all satisified, just because we were trying?