It’s a beautiful day
I stare out my window
And I think about you
And how I spent most of my life
Thinking of you
It’s a beautiful day
Sometimes I think
That I think too much
About you
A hopeful future that won’t come to pass
It’s a beautiful day
Oh why did I have to ruin this beautiful day?
To think of such things
That won’t matter
Because I know you don’t think of me
The way I think about you
I go outside and lay in the grass
On such a beautiful day
Poetry Witch 