City of oxford 5:50pm

As the sun takes down its colour and The clouds take over the sky,

I think of you again.

I think of the all the silly things that won't be silly anymore.

I think of us that won't be us anymore.

My mind agrees that it's the better for both of us,

The sky remains still even without the sun.

But my heart disagrees that it'll kill both of us,

The sky doesn't remain as bright as it does with the sun.

And in this argument between my mind and my heart,

The sun flows far away from the sky.

The sun was you and the sky was me.

The sun will always remain bright, and the sky will always remain empty without the sun.