To me he was the sun
I was only a shadow to him
Something he would look back on occasionally
To remember I was there
He shined on a world for everyone but me
Pretty little fool to believe I glittered in his glow
That I was not merely behind him following
Easily forgotten lost in his light
Sometimes I would think maybe it's time to give up
Only for him to smile at me, to let me believe
Those few precious seconds how I treasured them
How could I forget shadows always follow the sun?
Here's my vicious cycle of sun and shade
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Sun and Shade
PoetryAnother poem book for people lost in the world who have things to say but can't quite bring the words forward from their hearts
