I'm really tired right now so sorry if this isn't up to scratch. I said I wouldn't write anything but I descided I might be able to squeeze out a short.
Sun. Smiling for all to see. Radiant. Beautiful. Dreamish. I saw the sun everyday when I was young. Now I havn't seen her for two years. She made me laugh. She made me cry. She was my light source. My sunbeam. When I think of her face. All I see is a sillouette. Blacked out by the sun. The sun that is always behind her. Always illuminating her. They are one. Her and the sun. She is a sunbeam. My sunbeam. I miss her more as the days go by. Time slows as I long to see her again. I try to talk to her, but can't pluck up the courage. It breaks my heart. The sun breaks my heart. My sunbeam.
For Betty.
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