the sky cried yesterday
and it screamed in agony
and i felt at peace with the world
because it was dark
and i was with my best friend
and it was quiet
and he was sending me pictures
of him being weird and silly
and i had pop punk music playing
and i realized something.
life goes on.
the ink on my legs and hands,
it will wash off.
these memories i have,
they will blur.
these scars i wear on me,
they keep fading.
the sun will set every day,
and it will rise again the next.
the grass outside,
will continue to grow.
i may be sad somedays,
but i know that i will be happy.
//"...and life doesn't stop for anybody." -Looking For Alaska, by John Green."
