Forever

The skies of blue

Turn to dark grey

When I’m not with you.

The only thing

To see, I pray,

Are your eyes, sparkling

As I did yesterday-

Though not today-

For the rest of ‘forever’.

This short poem is sponsored by Lauren’s Tears On The Train Home (you’ve. probably guessed… this is not a real spon, I’m just sad to be leaving Staffordshire).

How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”

This poem is short, spontaneous and written through tears. I’ve had the best long-weekend in the world and though I’m sad my girlfriend and I are back to long distance, it’s more than worth it now, for the sake of forever.

This poem was also inspired by something I witnessed, literally. When Becca and I got off the bus at Stoke-On-Trent station the sky was a beautiful mix of blue, pink an purple (which looked like the bisexual flag) but as my train left it was dark. Though I know that is surely controlled by a force called nature, it felt apt.

Love always,