Unnerving Happiness
By andimulder •
So this is where our paths meet for the final time.
Bitter words lacking meaning;
A futile conversation over before it even began.
You have to reach your spot in the sky,
Where the sun and moon both blister into an unnerving swirl of happiness.
But even your sky collapses sometimes.
Even your heart stops working sometimes.
Best of luck to finding your sky.
I understand.