The Pyle Inside

Lavender

The color of his eyes

The creases of her skin

When she smiles

The Sun

The brightness of their gaze

When she looks at me

Why do they look at me?

Look at me

I’m not worth anything

Yet here we are

Here they are

They are

Amazing and wonderful

And I am

Just the opposite

Lavender

The flowers that

Make me think of him

And his lovely kindness

The Sun

The reason I

Keep going

Because of her

Lavender

They mean everything to me

The Sun

They are worth everything

Lavender

The sound of her footsteps

The Sun

The warmth of him

You are

Lavender and the Sun

And you make me feel the same