The last sliver of sun

Just a slice

That’s what was left in the sky

It somehow kept everything bright

Despite not being able to give its all.

Still its light

Kept things aglow

Saffron smiled up at the sunset as he finished writing his poem. He’d been out too long, long enough for his fingers to begin getting cold. It was much easier to write out here alone, despite him still getting used to being alone. A tear rolled down his cheek as he stayed smiling. Bittersweet. At least he hoped it was bittersweet and not just plain awful. It had been too long since they broke up and it was supposed to be a new beginning but that wasn’t always easy to think of. Sometimes it’s hard to remember that the sun will rise again the next day after it gets so dark.